So, the spoon theory is something those with chronic illnesses may speak about. Basically, we only have so much energy and time in a 24 hr period, right? Well, think of each chunk of time or energy is a "spoon." Now, the average person may have let's just say 50 spoons. Those with illnesses like chronic fatigue or fibromyalgia may have 20 spoons, or even less. Therefore, we have to carefully choose what we will spend our spoon on. We simply cannot push ourselves and add to our spoons for the day without crashing the next day or days. This is what often happens to me. I have a great day, or need to push through a day like yesterday where I sat in a chair all day, and then pay for it the next day. I was so sore in all my fibro "points" and generally so tired that I was almost to the brink of crying about it again. I find I don't have many days at home to work on home projects or tackle phone calls or whatever, so I want all my days to be super productive. Well, some days just can't be that way. I have to rest. Like today, my mind was decently awake, but I had to lie down and give my spine a break from all the sitting. It made a world of difference to spend a couple of hours taking the pressure off of my shoulders and back. It was a good thing, too, because I had to chase Abishai around tonight while the kids were at youth group and choir. Jared has come up nauseous again. Boo!
I am blessed to have tons of friends that have never pushed me to do more than I can do. I put that pressure on myself. And most doctors have been pretty good about dealing with it. But next time you're sore from a hard day's work in the yard or chasing kids or a good strength training workout, and you're able to recover in 24 hrs, remember, not all of us are that lucky. It hurts, and no matter how hard we try to stay calm and treat everyone kindly, sometimes we just can't. Or we might be standoffish because we are spending all our energy not to scream in pain. That's the spoon theory. I have to choose what I do and sometimes, the bed wins.
Meanwhile, the kids had a relaxing day as always, and there was little fighting. I was able to prepare enough stuff for co op while Abishai was awake so that I could lay down while he napped. I was also awake enough to tackle my Bible study instead of doing it tonight when I can't keep my eyes open. I also spent time in the kitchen of course. Oh, and when I'm laying down, I use that time to make plans or think through tough problems like what to do with all the toys that are driving me crazy! I was able to reframe the situation in my mind, and have a plan for when I do feel like I have enough energy to tackle it. And tackle it in bits and pieces. Keturah was a doll today and did a great job cleaning up her Barbies and putting them away neatly. It's not her fault that we are squished for space. But I think I will spend some reducing the number of each type of toy (like get rid of 1/2 of the toy cars!) and books, and tackle those old file boxes now that they have taken up residence in my room. I don't want more space or more shelves. I want to be content with what we have and be able to keep it clean and picked up. I also remembered that I grew up in a much more cluttered house and I, too, only had a 2x2 piece of carpet to play on most of the time. I survived just fine. My mother was just way too busy to fuss with the house much and my dad was a very bad hoarder and he also didn't have time to clean it up when he drove 2 hrs one way to work at time. I don't resent them for it. It's just how we grew up.
|When Keturah cleaned up her Barbies, she found the big bus again and put some stuffed animals in it so Abishai could take them for a ride. Abishai loved it! Pooh Bear, a giraffe, and a fox.|
|Watching fancy cars on YouTube. I'm hoping Jared's stomach nasty isn't another round of the flu bug.|
|Here's a couple of pics from yesterday's competition. Jess was our couch again and her mom kept score. Her brother cleared the boards for us. And her brother is the other Ben on the team.|
|Team expectations for next practice.|
|Abishai also watched the Baba play indoor 9 square.|
|Abishai kept swinging his foot backwards. Oh and we also rode the elevator and he loved that! Now we are both exhausted. Good night!|