You are what you say…
I honestly believe the tagline… if you are struggling more than normal because of eating or drinking or taking something that just didn’t agree with you, you’re options really are to accept it, feel bad and adopt the “woe is me” attitude, or you can say to yourself that you won’t be beaten, think about it… if you say you can or if you say you can’t … you’re right…
As I’m nearing the end of my tenth month, I still have to use my walker some of the time and I have to be more careful as part of my subconscious mind remembers being healthy and I try to walk but the current physical side of me can’t manage it and I stumble but luckily I’ve not hurt myself. For some of the time, just hours, I sometimes feel really weak, Wednesday or at least part of it was like that, it looked overcast and initially seemed cooler and I thought I’d be ok, oops big mistake, it was quite warm and humid and that affected me really badly. I struggled even using the walker, my legs just didn’t want to move, my grip was really weak and my arms could hardly keep my body from doubling over. Getting from the living room to my bedroom via the front door which I needed to lock totally exhausted me, but… I have to live what I say… I was so weak, exhausted and in pain, my body just wanted to collapse on the floor, but I couldn’t allow that to happen, I knew resting and getting into cooler bedroom would help, I had to get there unscathed, I know the whole distance was only twenty feet but it felt like running a marathon with lead weights on my limbs, so a phrase I’ve used before and try to live by just kept repeating in my head… “I can and I will”…