Over the last three years I have noticed that everything is rehabilitation.
Rehabilitation is hard work and includes getting up, showing, dressing, brushing teeth making breakfast, doing dishes, doing laundry, tying my shoes, remembering things from a minute ago...I hope you get the point. Things I once took for granted for being so easy now command my full attention and caution.
I have hope this statement will not be true forever.
Everything being rehabilitation means everything is excruciatingly hard to do. As time goes by I hope to get better to a point that doing everyday things like tying my shoes does not feel like rehab...I hope to always maintain the appreciation for having the ability to do what ever I can.
Ability, lack thereof and acquiring, both give me the motivation to do what I can, lately that motivation has been in competition with tiredness.
Being tired is not productive in any stage of life especially when trying to loose weight and reacquire abilities lost.
Living life and pushing through doing what we have to is very draining, it takes all the energy I can muster some days just to get out of bed. It takes even more energy to intertwine with others and keep ailments under wraps concealing them from others...I don't like revealing weaknesses...never have...not always a good logic but hey that's me and sometimes I wonder if that has not helped me reacquire things?
