Sometimes the dichotomy amazes me.
I spent the day yesterday indoors. I read email, watched tv, and did a bunch of other things that at the moment I can’t remember. I was very aware of the pain I was in. I was generally unproductive. I got no exercise (aside from some minor physical therapy.) It was a gorgeous fall day. I knew I should have gone outside, but I just didn’t want to. I suppose I’ve been a bit depressed lately.
Then last night I went to a friend’s party. I’d been looking forward to this for a long time. I met some great people and had a lot of fun. I forgot about the pain. I wasn’t depressed. I had a wonderful time and felt great and, aside from avoiding certain foods and being careful how I distributed my weight as I stood, I completely forgot that I had any health issues. It’s was great.
It was like I was two different people yesterday. I know that I need to make more of an effort to be that second person. For starters, I will leave the house before noon every day. I might just take a walk around the block, but I will get fresh air every morning by leaving my apartment. I will make more plans with people so that I leave the house. I will actually do the things on my to do list each day, instead of moving them to the next day (or week.)
That won’t fix everything, but it’s a start.
Chronic Rants 