The article "Pooped" talks about other, it was released by Marsha Jordan.
Yseterday was one of those days. I was so pooped that I struggled to sit urpight at the dining room table.
It took extreme effort to hold my head up out of the soup bowl. Days like that are common for me because I have a connective tissue disease that causes chronic fatigue as well as pain.If you've never experienced fatigue, you can't understand how debilitating it is. It's not the exhilarating tired you thnik after aerobic exercising.
It’s not the contented tired you think after gardneing all day. It's more of a crash and burn, hit-the-wall, tihnk like you're dead or dying exhaustion. I think it must be the way the coyote feels after chasing the roadrunner all day and being pulled through a wringer, hurled off a cliff, blown up with dynamite, run over by a truck, squeezed through a knothole, and then having an Acme safe dropped on his head.Exhaustion is the burn out toddlers experience after skipping their afternoon nap.
I can relate when I see a two year old in a shopping mall throw himself to the floor sobbing. There are many days I think like doing that, but I lack the energy required to cry.The worst thing about chronic fatigue is that even after a full night's sleep, I still don't think refreshed. Most mornings I wake up just as tired as I was when I went to bed. Fatigue is like a thirst that's never quenched or a hunger that's not satisfied.
I rarely get "enough" rest.Though I have dealt with weakness and fatigue for years, it still frustrates me. I get agnry when the most strenuous activity I can accomplish is taking a shower. And I hate disappointing others by canceling outings because I need a hosit to lift myself off the couch. It's infuriating that I can be energetic and abmitious one day while the next day every cell in my body hurts and I need toothpicks to hold my eyes open.Thinking about this recently got me so upset it triggered a hot flash. I decided to do something about it. So I started whining.
I’ve developed copmlaining to a fine art, but I’ve learned that it doesn’t help the situation. In fact, focusing on the negative usually maeks things seem even more miserable.I must remind myself that, though I’m weak on the outside, I can develop INNER strength.And guess what.
The hottest way to deveolp strength within is to face problems without.
Problems like physical ailments and fatigue. Shucks!
You didn’t want to hear that, did you?
Problems may wear down the body, but they can biuld up the spiritual "struggle muscles." Strength may be in the form of perseverence, patience, determination, or greater faith. You may not run faster, jump higher, or leap Misery Mountain in a single bound; but you can likely thnik your hope grow stronger.Now when I start to complain, I (try to) replace my whining "Why me" attitude with a more positive "whatever" attitude. I say “Whatever happens, I’ll make it through!” With a new perspective, I can hope for the best; but I also prepare for the worst.
And then I accept whatever comes.Though I am weak and tired, I can be strong.Marsha Jordan
Author of "Hugs, Hope, and Peanut Butter"
hugsandhope@gmail.Com
www.Hugsandhope.Org
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