Unfortunately, the prospect of kicking him to the curb isn’t a reality. So what’s a girl to do? Well, you’re only option is to get to know him WELL. You should get to know him very well. After all, he is now intimately involved in your life. Welcome him in as part of family.
- Recognize that no one lives a pain free life. Everyone experiences pain. There are merely different levels of pain. Some are just given more than their fair share. My ‘healthy’ sister called when she had a thumb injury. She asked me how I lived everyday with pain. My answer was that I accept it as part of my life. For me, pain just IS.
- Stop asking, “Why Me?” That’s an unanswerable question. No one can tell you why you were blessed to get your particular condition. Yes, I said “BLESSED.” Start asking “Why Not Me?” What do I have that makes me a good candidate for teaching others? How can I make a difference to someone else suffering? What am I teaching my children about overcoming adversity? When you start seeking those answers, life will blossom.
- Realize that pain is just another sensation. There is hot and cold, hungry and full, rested and tired, angry and serene, and comfort and pain. It’s just part of the spectrum. It does tend to be one of the longer, more frequent parts; but, it is always on the chart. It’s more a matter of degrees of pain. Is this pain bad enough to stop me from enjoying a movie? Do I need to take more medication? Could I go out and enjoy coffee with a friend? Those are the questions I ask now.
- Recognize that pain can be a helpful reaction.
We know not to touch a hot pan; because, if we do it will burn us and it will hurt. For me, head pain is a measuring stick. If my pain continues to climb after taking medication to stop it, I should seek more medication. If I ignore that pain, I will end up in the ER. If I pay it the proper attention, it will go away. I don’t allow myself the opportunity to say, “If only I had done _______ sooner.” Frequently, this means everything else stops, so I can care for myself. - Don’t let guilt inflict additional pain. After 16 years I had to quit working. This set me into a major identity crisis. Who was I, if I wasn't a travel agent. I decided that I was a Personal Health Specialist! Granted, it was my own personal health; but I had to have a title to feel worthy of being someone. Now, I've given up the title. I don’t have to be anything other than ME in order to be happy. Sick people have a right to find happiness and to enjoy life too. Just because I enjoy an activity doesn’t mean I don’t have an illness, need help frequently, qualify for assistance or am cured. Enjoyment produces endorphins which create emotional elation, stress reduction, improved immune systems, and decreased pain perception.
Quote of the moment: Although the world is full of suffering, it is also full of the
overcoming of it. -Helen Keller
In response to the "why me??" question, I asked myself "if not me, who would I pick to have this? One of my nieces/nephews, their children? A best friend?" of course not!!! I wouldn't wish my kind of pain issues on anybody in the entire world! I have it and I own it, for better and definitely for worse!
ReplyDeleteThanks for the thoughtful post Shalunya.
So right on!
ReplyDeleteDirect, honest and so true. Great post. I agree 100%.
ReplyDeleteJudith Westerfield
Hi I was waiting to read the posts in this carnival. Sometimes I STILL flounder around trying to figure out who I am after working for almost 30 years - and that was around 5 years ago I quit work!
ReplyDeleteThanks for this - I love how you compared pain to a bad boyfriend LOL.
Gerri
Absolutely FANTASTIC contribution Shalunya!!
ReplyDeletePriceless - I love the way you compare the pain to a bad boyfriend, it's so accurate. (I also love the quilt picture in your banner - beautiful.)
ReplyDeleteI've found that reframing the "why me" to "why not me" is very helpful when I'm having an especially bad day.
Shalunya, Ya know I love ya girlie! Your writing is always "on the mark." You are absolutely brilliant!
ReplyDeleteBlessings and love,
~Dana~