Lately, I must admit, I haven't been as strong as I would like to be. I had quite a few moments at the hospital where I cried my eyes out and pleaded, "please let me go home". On Good Friday, I didn't want to watch everyone eat amazing food so I went up to bed and sulked. A few of my great listener friends were text messaged with, "I'm having a pity party" and they said it was okay, that I was bound to have a bad day here and there.
I need to remember how far I have come, what I have endured, and where I'm at now. My progress is noticed daily. I get stronger each day and do one more thing new I didn't do the day before. I haven't been having pain, and I can sleep all night through! Yeah so I had and will have bad days but I'm so worthy of respect and admiration....even if just my own. I need to recognize just how much positive things I've been given. I'm home! I'm healing! I am able to chew ice chips! I don't spend 24 hours in bed because I don't need to. I have lots of good people with me. I have an amazing husband and family. What more could I possibly need or want?! One step at a time...that's all you gotta do!
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