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Queen Filksinger
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Gosh, your hubby must cook like mine. He makes everything so hot and spicy I can't choke it down and I enjoy spicy foods. I always tell him to add the spicy stuff after we all dish up ours, but he always seems to forget and apologizes, but that doesn't do much good when that was supposed to be dinner. That is a good idea to make it up into lunches.
When I was having some physical therapy for my back a few years back, the therapist asked me "do you like to finish your projects up all in one day?" and I answered, "Yes." She said that people who have a strong drive to do that will "push through" to do "just one more" of something and that is where we create problems for our bodies. She said to try to plan my tasks to that, for instance, instead of doing ALL the chickens in one big job, choosing a few a day and resting part of the day as well, and do a variety of tasks, so that there is a balance between work and rest and different types of muscles being used in any given day, so your body has time to recover. When you were working you probably felt the need to finish stuff up on particular days, but now we have the LUXURY of doing a small bit each day and putting off parts until tomorrow. It isn't procrastination, it is creating balance and recognizing limitations. It took me awhile of being home before I settled into feeling that way, at first I felt like I was supposed to be accomplishing something every day and felt like a failure if I couldn't. Now I take off smaller bites and it helps a lot. A LITTLE yard work outside, and then a little rest, a LITTLE washing of pans, and then a little break, and then a nap, and then I get to work on some other project or try to find ways to feel happier like reading or coming on here to chat.
I told my husband before I became disabled that I wasn't going to go on disability and then let him make me feel pressured to do more at home. While my house is perhaps better managed now, it didn't get that way at first while I was still trying to power through projects like I was a working gal whenever I felt decent. Resting is part of the job of the disabled person and/or older person.
When I was having some physical therapy for my back a few years back, the therapist asked me "do you like to finish your projects up all in one day?" and I answered, "Yes." She said that people who have a strong drive to do that will "push through" to do "just one more" of something and that is where we create problems for our bodies. She said to try to plan my tasks to that, for instance, instead of doing ALL the chickens in one big job, choosing a few a day and resting part of the day as well, and do a variety of tasks, so that there is a balance between work and rest and different types of muscles being used in any given day, so your body has time to recover. When you were working you probably felt the need to finish stuff up on particular days, but now we have the LUXURY of doing a small bit each day and putting off parts until tomorrow. It isn't procrastination, it is creating balance and recognizing limitations. It took me awhile of being home before I settled into feeling that way, at first I felt like I was supposed to be accomplishing something every day and felt like a failure if I couldn't. Now I take off smaller bites and it helps a lot. A LITTLE yard work outside, and then a little rest, a LITTLE washing of pans, and then a little break, and then a nap, and then I get to work on some other project or try to find ways to feel happier like reading or coming on here to chat.
I told my husband before I became disabled that I wasn't going to go on disability and then let him make me feel pressured to do more at home. While my house is perhaps better managed now, it didn't get that way at first while I was still trying to power through projects like I was a working gal whenever I felt decent. Resting is part of the job of the disabled person and/or older person.
Still hoping things go good with the VA. 
