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This spring in New England has been a strange cycle of early prolonged hot weather followed by several weeks of cold, damp weather with a few nights below freezing. And like most things that respond to warmth and sunlight, I was out in my garden in early March, clearing the flower beds of winter debris. All of my perennials were sprouted and many already budding out way before their normal timeframe. Now, after a few frosts, I look about and see damage on many of the flowers and shrubs. And of course it reminds me of my successes and failures with pacing when I was struggling with ME/CFS.
It was so difficult to recognize the difference between solid progress where I could take the next step toward recovery and a good day which needed to be repeated at the same level for a while. Of course my hope and emotions were almost always in the ‘this is it’ camp. Unfortunately, most of the time I needed to stay where I was and follow the protocol until this new level of health was consistently repeated. In the beginning, I jumped forward and was almost always rewarded with a set back. Some more severe than others. But over time, I finally began to listen to my body’s call for restraint and to review my daily log for patterns that pointed to whether or not I was ready.
I admit that it took a strong hold on the reins at times when I really wanted to unleash a cantor. Do you struggle with pacing? How do you deal with miss queue days? Please COMMENT or Send in your thoughts and I’ll post them. You can use the Contact Form or send an email to Martha at DefeatCFS dot net.
Look for a weekly posting on Tuesdays. And consider being part of the conversation.
Be Well Again,
Martha
It was so difficult to recognize the difference between solid progress where I could take the next step toward recovery and a good day which needed to be repeated at the same level for a while. Of course my hope and emotions were almost always in the ‘this is it’ camp. Unfortunately, most of the time I needed to stay where I was and follow the protocol until this new level of health was consistently repeated. In the beginning, I jumped forward and was almost always rewarded with a set back. Some more severe than others. But over time, I finally began to listen to my body’s call for restraint and to review my daily log for patterns that pointed to whether or not I was ready.
I admit that it took a strong hold on the reins at times when I really wanted to unleash a cantor. Do you struggle with pacing? How do you deal with miss queue days? Please COMMENT or Send in your thoughts and I’ll post them. You can use the Contact Form or send an email to Martha at DefeatCFS dot net.
Look for a weekly posting on Tuesdays. And consider being part of the conversation.
Be Well Again,
Martha
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