I think I'm a smart girl.
I've had CFS for over three years. I know how to manage it, more or less. I know that I have to pace my activity; I know I need to incorporate rest every day.
Most days, I do pretty well. I have two scheduled rests during the day, one in the morning and one in the afternoon. I allow my body to determine the length of each rest period. It typically ranges from half an hour to two hours. It feels good, and I know it is good for me.
But ... there are simply some days when I become as rebellious as a two year old! I know I'm tired. I feel my eyes starting to itch. Maybe my eyelids are even drooping, and I'm fighting to keep them open. But I'm having so much fun! I am enjoying this day and don't want to miss a minute of it, let alone 30 to 120 minutes at a time. I'm an adult, for crying out loud! I want to stay up like a big girl.
Yes, I am an adult, and so I make the adult decision. I take my nap.
1 week ago
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