Showing posts with label Fatigue. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Fatigue. Show all posts

Monday, February 27, 2012

Promises…Revisited…

Joys are like stray cats…the more you feed them…the more you get…
Bertha
Yesterday…I wrote about promises kept…and I believe that keeping promises…especially to myself is vital…to my overall wellbeing…but…there’s a flipside to yesterday’s post…and that is…my Mama’s sage advice…don’t make promises I can’t keep…
Like a kid in a candy store…my eyes are often bigger than my stomach…okay…not really…I know my stomach is way bigger…I have a mirror…it’s just an expression…geez…anyway…my intentions…my promises…are often bigger than my capabilities…AKA…my energy level…
Yesterday was an awesome day…I made no promises…I just did things…I felt great…about nine o’clock…as I took the third load of clothes out of the dryer…I realized…I felt good…I mean totally…I felt good…
My next realization was…I couldn’t remember the last time that I had felt that way…no underlying headache or fuzziness…no fatigue…all things that I have since my Chiari surgery…and…I know…it was over a year ago…get over it already…and trust me…I want to…and…it is so much better than even six months ago…
Bertha’s recommendation…make the most of it…enjoy it to the fullest…she didn’t even hit me with the skillet…and…I did…I got so much accomplished…and…even visited with a dear friend…it was a beautiful day…I didn’t want it to end…
Part of the beauty of the day was…my realization…that my lack of accomplishment on many days…has nothing to do with being lazy…it is so easy to convince myself that laziness is the culprit…it is so easy to blame myself…when in fact…that just isn’t true…
My take away from this…make realistic promises…to myself…basing them on how I feel…not what I think the world thinks I should do…peer pressure rears its ugly head
Today…I woke up with a headache…I’m tired…and…although…I’ll do what I need to do…I’m glad I did the laundry…and vacuumed…and all those other things…yesterday…because…today…I’m making no promises…
Jane

Monday, February 20, 2012

Abraham, George, and Jane…

You may think today is Presidents’ Day…and it is…but…for me…and my colleagues…it’s also flex day…which means…the kids get a holiday…and staff members who attended a full day of inservice during the summer…get the day off as well…
I didn’t…I don’t…                        
I had good intentions…I registered for the school nursing conference…I just couldn’t go…it was our first week out of school…I was still exhausted from finishing the school year…
I opted out…I felt so guilty…it was a free conference…I should go…I needed the information…the other nurses would be there…I’d look like a slug…
There just wasn’t enough guilt…to make me go…I needed to rest…
So…today…part of me is thinking…man…I could have the day off…I could be in the bed right now…if only…I’d gone to that conference…it was only one day…I could have done that…right…
Wrong…
I honestly don’t think I could have…
Bertha is excited…she’s glad I’m going to work today…because it means…I made the right decision…I listened to my body…I honored my health…I didn’t let guilt…or…a sense of obligation…get in the way…
She says it’s part of living my truth…and I know it is…but…there’s still that part of me…that’s screaming…but…it’s true…I want a day off…today
What can I say…I’ll see you after work…
Jane