2019 Update

I’ve been absent for a while. Honestly, this is the first time I’ve even been able to go near my keyboard and to attempt to write.

It hurts, but in a good way.

It aches the way that muscles do after physical therapy. There’s that sharp pang followed by a sigh of relief after relocating a joint. 

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Getting ahead of myself; or, a lesson in spoon-budgeting

I like to have my own little way of conceptualising the spoon theory, because some tasks take much more out of me than others, but I am usually able to complete roughly the same number of little tasks per day. For me, I visualise this in the form of teaspoons and tablespoons. On a normal day, I probably have about 4 tablespoons, and about 6 teaspoons.

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Counting my blessings

Yes, now my days are a bit different. Sometimes I have days when I can’t even get out of bed. Sometimes I have to stop doing the things that I love, and find another focus that is something more doable for my body. Sometimes my days are filled with doctors and pills, procedures and hospitals, and sometimes they tell me things that I don’t want to hear, but sometimes they do.

Last night was a bad night. So was the night before, and in the small hours of the morning, I said a quiet, wordless prayer. And today, today was a good day.

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Harsh reality

I was really hoping that I could start out this blog all positive, but I guess that’s something that I’ll have to accept, sometimes illness has other plans. I just have to do my best to work with what I’ve got, if I have less spoons today than normal, that’s ok. Hopefully there’ll be a day when I don’t have to count my spoons quite as obsessively, but until then, I just need to come to terms with the fact that my daily supply of spoons is finite, but it doesn’t mean that my daily amount of happiness is, just, for now, I have to find it in different places.

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The Journey Begins

If my journey was a book, I guess I’d call this blog Chapter One after a long, convoluted, and confusing Introduction.

Yes, I do realise that sounds trite as anything, but my health journey has been confusing and all over the place, and I’m still trying to make sense of it myself.

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