Sunday, February 12, 2012

Take Care

I am well on the mend after the tooth outing. Ready for business, if not yet for really solid food. I had a long weekend to recoup and I have to say it got me thinking.

What is it about being sick that allows me to take care of myself far better than when I am well? When I am sick, I listen to my body.

I sleep when I'm tired, even if it's at 6pm on a Friday. I get up when I am no longer tired, even if it's at 4am on a Sunday.

I put down the laptop and welcome my kitty Finny into my lap, even when I have writing to do. We watch TV or read books together (I do most of the reading). I tell my husband what I want when he asks if he can get me something.

I eat when I am hungry and I don't when I'm not hungry.  I eat what will nourish me and stay away from things that will be harmful for me.

I got a visceral reaction when the waitress put down my breakfast yesterday. "This is way too much food for a lady with a sore jaw." I thought. The realization that it was also way too much food for a lady without a sore jaw rushed in right after. I've had to eat slowly and consider each bite, and I like that it has made me enjoy each bite and know when enough was enough.

I'm so grateful that I am healing well and getting better all the time, but I think I will take some of the things I've learned from being sick and try to get better all the time.