
Okay, so let’s talk a little about living with challenges and positive thinking, shall we?
Gangbusters! Out of the gate with a last-minute post for Day 1. Super cool, huh?
Then, let’s see, Day 2 rolls around, and I’m trying my best to insert a picture with a slight variation of my original 31 Days of…and poof! everything I had written was gone.
I’d forgotten to save my draft.
Duh, is this Fibro Fog, or was this simply ‘not thinking’?
I had grown tired, so I think: ‘it’s okay,’ I’ll try again tomorrow, and cross my fingers, no one will begrudge me for falling behind. I’m nervous, because 31 days, slated as a post a day for 31 days wasn’t happening. Positive thinking? Positive thinking was the last thing on my mind when the magic wand of ‘poof!’ descended upon a person who finds sitting for even fifteen minutes a major attempt.
Day 3
Oh dear, exact same scenario, only I’d revamped my Day 2 so I knew, you know? absolutely knew I had a wonderful post, but alas, I forgot to save my draft again, and when trying to insert photos . . . there it goes..out into cyberspace into a far, far, far away galaxy. This was not Star Wars, this was aggravation to the nth degree. My heart sank and my frustration caused a hot flash like none I had ever experienced back in the day when I was having hot flashes.
Yeah, I know this sounds a lot like the dog ate my homework, but deed honest, it’s true. sad and silly, but oh so true. What a bummer, I have to use a cliché’ excuse.
Day 4
Now, it’s Day 4. I have been draft saving for what seems like every 30 seconds (and it dang well should be pretty close to every 30 seconds, but I’m not losing this post.
If you read the Day 1 post, you have a general idea of my current ailments, and unwanted woes.
October 1, 2011 was my first day of not working. I’ve worked since the tender, rebellious, vulnerable, and naïve age of sixteen, going on twenty-five. At the tender, rebellious, vulnerable, and naïve age of 51, (ha!), going on twenty-five, signing up for 31 Days of meant getting back into blogging and writing. Something I consider positive in and of itself since my descent into the world of the stages of grief.
The Kübler-Ross model, commonly known as The Five Stages of Grief, includes denial, anger, bargaining, depression, and acceptance. In no defined sequence… { If you aren’t familiar with the Kübler-Ross model - The Five Stages of Grief: see http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/K%C3%BCbler-Ross_model }
I have experienced all the stages except one: acceptance.
This becomes my reason for my chosen 31 Days Of Positive Thinking When Living With Chronic Pain.”
I’m going to wrap up this particular post with the most positive thought for today: “Completing the next 27 days is something I can do. Thinking positively, accepting my limitations, finding that acceptance even when limitations show up unexpected, AND knowing in my heart of hearts this is okay.”
Tune in tomorrow for Day 5.
Think positive, there is a solution to fit, even if it isn’t the solution you are looking for, there is a solution good enough.
~Kbj ~
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