Pacing is one of those skills of dealing with chronic illness that I just can't seem to master.
I am a little stubborn I guess...
So when I have a decent day, I push and push and push until I feel awful again.
In theory, pushing so hard and walking in heels and trying to be awake for 12 hours straight and trying to shop is bound to create some major issues.
But what if I woke up tomorrow and felt absolutely horrible anyways - without doing those things? Then would I feel as though I wasted a couple of good days too afraid to do anything that might aggravate one of ten of my conditions? I guess I would rather live in the moment and enjoy doing things that I haven't been able to do for months and suffer rather than feel well enough to walk in heels for a couple of hours but deciding NOT to because I am too scared that it will make me feel worse more quickly....
Did it deteriorate my condition? No...
Do I feel awful? Yes...
I am stuck here on double the pain meds, double the anti-nauseants, too uncomfortable to rest, and with a terrorizing migraine. But guess what? I felt like this two days ago - and I got to walk in heels yesterday.
I may lose a lot of battles.. But at least I can try to enjoy the little moments of bliss that I get so rarely. :)
Back to Netflix. ;)