Acceptance: Anyone have difficulty accepting new limitations daily?
Does anyone have difficulty accepting new limitations daily? Is it helpful or a bit of denial to keep photos out of yourself riding, dancing, all of which are just fantasies at this point? Thank you.
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They get a bad rap indeed.
I am allergic to their dander and never have liked the thought of cleaning a litter box. I will stick with my paint brushes and pencils. I know others who have cats and adore them. Mayhap a tiger would work for this member.
Would that not fall into the category of being dishonest? Said playfully and not being critical. My maladies do not define the person who I am.
P.S. — I don’t like cleaning the litter box either 🙂
Excellent point! Most of those that disrespect employees, servers, vendors, go through life thinking it is all about them and only when one realizes that is almost all about everyone else can you really enjoy any relationship for what it was meant to be. I try to regularly remind myself of this fact.
Same here. Always brief. I do care about them as real people. I need a boost for my duldrums I go to one of the local stores with a smile and it helps. Need to do so now as the gloom is trying to nestle in. NO! NO! NO!
@harriethodgson1 I totally get it. As long as I can I will do my own grocery shopping!!!
Thanks for the like Parus, Jim and John.
I keep a "kindness jar" (now two) beside my bed. It may sound silly but since being diagnosed every little kind word or glance has become like sunlight into my soul. I find myself wanting to hug strangers! Your post I find inspirational. Thank you.
For a year I kept a caregiving happiness jar. Months later, when I read the notes, I realized they were a chronology of my disabled husband's progress. He started out with two paralyzed legs. Then the feeling came back in his right leg, and some feeling in his left. Thanks to Mayo rehab specialists, he learned how to stand, stand and pivot, take a few steps, and now walks the width of our townhome with a walker, a true miracle for someone with spinal cord injury. My husband, a retired Mayo Clinic physician, is a Mayo miracle. Keeping the caregiving happiness jar made that miracle clear to me. I encourage you to keep a similar jar in 2018. A happy and blessed New Year to all caregivers!