The last few weeks I’ve had to choose between my health and “all the things that I have to do”. Now this may seem like an obvious choice but it’s not.
As a single parent with a demanding but fun career and a borderline Type A personality these type of choices present themselves as the choice of winning or failure. When you are like me and you pride yourself on being “every woman” [note to self–pull out my Whitney Houston CDs], the idea of having to sit down and do nothing is an awful option.
I had a perfect storm, so to speak, in which my running around doing everything, juggling my job as taxi driver to a teen, and pursuing my own hobbies and dreams my health took a hit. I found myself in an ambulance, in the ER and being faced with a life or death decision to have a blood transfusion. Of course, the mere fact that I am here to write this, you know that I chose to have the transfusion.
Since being released from the hospital, my mind says that I can get back to what I was doing–running around being super woman–but my body is not in agreement.
I spent this week in a series of follow up doctor’s appointments. They all agreed that it may take another month or more before I get back to feeling 100%.
And though I have tried to push myself a little more each day, I have come to the conclusion that I must choose to take things slow. And in doing so, I have discovered that instead of trying to fill my “free time” with more things to do that doing nothing is doing something. I now realize that when I choose to do nothing I am choosing to take care myself, to be loving to myself, and to give myself what I have earned the right to do–ABSOLUTELY NOTHING!!!