In between a “bad” day and a “good” day, there can be a “blah” day. Often, these are the kind of days where everything seems the same as every other day – same waking time, same breakfast, same closet full of the same clothes. Same work. Same school. Same meds, if you have an illness. Same exercise routine.
All of that sameness can make us detached from our lives, and potentially lead to boredom.
But, there is hope! And we have the solution at our fingertips – When we find that our days seem “blah,” instead of becoming bored, detached, and prone to complaining, how about making up something good. Change-up breakfast, your daily routine, your route to work or school. Invite someone you haven’t spoken with in a long time into your day and talk, exercise, laugh, and visit together.
Add good spice to your blah day – and taste the very good difference. You just might start something monumental that will enhance your life for days and years to come!
“Are you having a good day?” I asked the park attendant.
“A very good day,” he said, smiling broadly. “I woke up this morning, and my car had been broken into!”
I was puzzled.
“That made it a good day?”
He nodded. “They broke the window, but they left my iPhone, my stereo, my expensive sunglasses – all my good stuff! The only thing they took was a pile of change from the ashtray. I think there was a total of $1.96, and most of it was pennies.”
“And they didn’t take anything else?”
“Nope. How about that? See, it has been a good day!”
I had to agree with him – and marvel at the oddly choosey thief. And I was thankful at the reminder that not all “bad” events in our days are completely devoid of something good. “Bad” has a strong way of coloring everything else in broad, unpleasant strokes. But this incident, has stayed with me for days afterward and makes me sure that, the next time I think a day is headed away from being enjoyable, I hope I remember that not all of it, surely, is “bad!”
What is it with dress sizes these days? Over the past few weeks, I have fit into a size 4, 6, 8, and even a large with equal ease! I am completely befuddled as to what my “true” size is, and only know that sometimes, I’m delighted (a 4!) and sometimes shake my head (a large?!)
I’ve read that the “average” size for a woman in the U.S. is a “10.” Which equates to a “medium” someplaces and a “large” others. I’ve also read that we’re becoming heavier in general, so I wonder if, in the near future, that “10” will become a “12,” and in some dressing room somewhere, I’ll discover that I need an “extra-large” in one style and a “petite 4” in another?!
All that being said, clothing sizes and illness pose great challenges for many of us. Often, the size depends upon what medication we’re on and whether or if we’ve been able to keep up with our exercise regimen (doctor-ordered, of course). I know some lupies who keep one set of clothing for one scenario, and another for another. It could be very easy to exhaust a budget and run out of closets!
And then, of course, there is the problem of sizes…Which, perhaps, we are too fixated on. Perhaps we should, actually, be thinking of shape – the shape of our lives and the comfort we have in our own skin, even if we have a serious illness.
Perhaps, it’s not so much that post-prednisone we’re slimming down than it is that we strive for health – in body, mind and spirit – however that health presents itself. We can always cinch up a waist with a belt or add a lovely scarf to a stretchy top.
I suppose we can always move up a size or down…And still be able to laugh!
Complete your outdoor tasks,
and arrange your work in the field;
afterward you can establish your house.
Proverbs 24: 27
Very few of us probably work in a field these days. But there’s a resonance for us in the verses above as they relate to prioritizing our lives and, especially, in helping us understand the “pecking order” of important “to do’s” that we with chronic illness observe every day. And, when it comes to serious illness: taking care of health is vital.
Without the most optimal health we possibly can have, we are ill-equipped (pardon the pun) to tackle all the other challenges we face, or even the pleasures that we try to include in our homes and hearts. For example, if we do not work with our doctors on our treatment regimens, we might not get the full benefit of what they offer and, thus, not have as much mobility, energy, or spark to take care of family, pets, and other things that bring us great joy.
Without being as strong as we possibly can, we do not allow ourselves the optimal chance to meet unexpected challenges. I once asked a very exercise averse lupie what she would do if she were on a top floor of a building, but wasn’t strong enough to manage even one flight of stairs. She said, “I’d wait until the firemen came up and carried me down!”
Of course, there are some things we cannot do, or some capabilities that we do not have. But the more we take care of the “business” of tending our “field” (life with illness), the more we will have resilience to take care of other things – and, yes, enjoy more of life!