Today I would like to talk about the exhaustion that comes with chronic pain. I have been so tired lately that it has been very necessary to nap throughout the day. Usually I set a timer and wake up feeling okay after an hour, however from time to time I have a period where one hour will not cut it. Now is one of those times.
My body is very busy dealing with the acute pain on top of the chronic pain, and the emotional pain that comes with disappointment.
Yesterday I thought Jerri and I would tackle one of our projects we hope to have accomplished before surgery, however at 1pm, I was all but put to bed. Everything I touched I seemed to drop, and I couldn't finish my sentences and I was a bit of a mess. Time for a nap.
The timer came on and I promptly turned it off after the one hour. After three hours I dragged myself from the bed feeling worse then when I got in it. Some days are like that. Once I got up, washed my face and did some stretches, I did in fact feel much better. I especially felt better when I went to the kitchen and saw that the pot of chilli I had started was finished by my girl, and simmering on the stove. She had also cleaned out the freezer. A much needed job that I could not tackle. She's been so awesome.
Last night I went to bed my usual time and sleep well. So, who needs that much sleep? Well yesterday I guess I did. The same is true when I wake very early morning or can't get to sleep at night. I read, meditate or lie there and think.
That's my approach now, especially with mindfulness, I do not judge or give a negative or positive to it, it just is.
My body is very busy dealing with the acute pain on top of the chronic pain, and the emotional pain that comes with disappointment.
Yesterday I thought Jerri and I would tackle one of our projects we hope to have accomplished before surgery, however at 1pm, I was all but put to bed. Everything I touched I seemed to drop, and I couldn't finish my sentences and I was a bit of a mess. Time for a nap.
The timer came on and I promptly turned it off after the one hour. After three hours I dragged myself from the bed feeling worse then when I got in it. Some days are like that. Once I got up, washed my face and did some stretches, I did in fact feel much better. I especially felt better when I went to the kitchen and saw that the pot of chilli I had started was finished by my girl, and simmering on the stove. She had also cleaned out the freezer. A much needed job that I could not tackle. She's been so awesome.
Last night I went to bed my usual time and sleep well. So, who needs that much sleep? Well yesterday I guess I did. The same is true when I wake very early morning or can't get to sleep at night. I read, meditate or lie there and think.
That's my approach now, especially with mindfulness, I do not judge or give a negative or positive to it, it just is.
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