IMG_190131 Days Walking Through Chronic Illness

day twelve

“The decisions we make, make the lives we live. If we want to live better, we’ve got to decide better. Yes and No. The two most powerful words.”

Lysa Terkeurst~The Best Yes

The alarm goes off. My feet touch the floor. I sit there, swallow the medicine that will sustain me through the day. Drink twenty ounces of Gatorade, before I leave my nest of warmth.

I start my day with Coffee in hand, open the door for our furry friend. Check the sky for stars and moon. Whisper out “Good morning, Lord.”

Meet up with my man, my Bible and journal in hand. We sit together in silence, each reading the Word.

We spend some time talking about what we read. Sharing thoughts, the things we need to pray.

He leaves for work, I move into my quiet time. Journaling thoughts and scriptures, spending time in prayer.

One of my greatest gifts through P.O.T.S. is savoring. Savoring the morning, quiet time. Time to listen. Take a breath, a reset to ready myself for the day.

Without the hurrying, the busy rushing a thing of the past.

The answer to the slow and savoring of a beautiful morning is this…my body is shaky in the morning. It takes time for me to steady up, as I like to say. To get my legs somewhat firm underneath me.

Bathing, dressing, doing chores. Helped by the aide of a walker for my morning routine. I am slow. Turtle s~l~o~w.

There is no more breezing in from a run, jumping in the shower, dressed and ready to head out in thirty to forty minutes, or less. Driving by Starbucks on my way to work for my venti~soy~misto.

No, these days look different. Time management my game. Routine and rest, regular small meals a must.

I have adjusted to these things, however, my friends and family often do not understand this. The planning it takes for a shopping trip, an afternoon out, and goodness, please no morning plans.

There is something called The Spoon Theory by Christine Miserandino, explaining how one with chronic illness must manage their day. Given a certain amount of spoons to use through the day. Choosing how you want to use those spoons. Going out to lunch. A visit with friends. Shopping. Cooking dinner. Traveling. A doctor’s appointment.

From reading a book to participating in conversation can be over taxing for the chronically ill.

Simple everyday things most of us take for granted. I certainly did.

It was the hardest thing for me to do. Slowing down. I am the girl who did it all, or at least thought I could.

I have had to slow down. Kind of like it now. Appreciating the slowing down of life.

Learning that unrealistic expectations will lead to frustration.

“My imperfections will never override God’s promises.

God’s promises are not dependent on my ability to always choose well,

but rather on His ability to use well.”

Lysa Terkeurst~The Best Yes

I don’t always choose wisely. I am prone, as a somewhat former perfectionist, to still occasionally do it all. I have learned that when I do, the consequences of a rushed, hurried day will usually land me in bed. Or rather for me, curled up in my chair, with blanket pulled up to chin, indulging in a day of watching The Hallmark Channel.

“Choices and consequences come in package deals. When we make a choice, we ignite the consequences that can come along with it.” Lisa Terkeurst~The Best Yes 

With chronic illness, learning your best yes, your best no, managing your time is key to life.

Gifts of Grace

Tammy Mashburn

**I highly recommend The Best Yes by Lysa Terkeurst for any season of life, whether you suffer from chronic illness or chronic doing.