
I have a tendency to always think I’m a wee bit lazy. You know how it is when you’re disabled; you always think there’s more you could - most likel -, but only if you pushed yourself (and when do we have the time to push ourselves?). I have these fantasies where I think I could probably transfer myself if I just dedicated myself to it for a year. Or like last night, when I though I could become a dynamo veggie chopper, only to wake up the next morning with a sore, throbbing wrist. Thanks C6 quad-dom.
It can be so easy to push yourself too far in my situation. In our situations. All I wanted was to experiment, to see if my sharp Chef’s knife was a good enough cutlery item to carry me through two hours of chopping baby red onions and chicken breasts. It was only two hours. Not long, right? Well, little did I forget that my wrist tendons, the few that I can still move since my neck injury, couldn’t take the heat. I awoke this morning with a shooting pain up my wrist like I’ve never felt before. Brilliant. I finally found my wrist’s tipping point. Two hours of chopping is too much? Not fair. So as it turns out, no, I was not lazy for not chopping all those years. I was smart.
Its SO weird having your body get tuckered after the seemingly no-big-deal-chore of chopping veggies. Now if I was a line cook and it was my chop to chop all day, 8 hours straight, now getting sore arms after chopping all day would be understandable. But in a situation like mine, what’s “understandable?” When is stopping too soon? Its so hard accepting new bodily limitations. We all struggle with it as we age. I for one always have a hard time when I attempt new things, feeling hopeful, thinking “THIS I’ll still be able to do,” only to realize yeah…can’t do that either.
Having to nurse a sore wrist for only chopping a few onions and a piece of meat seems like an injustice somehow, but then again, at least I can hold a knife and chop.
Must stay positive, must be thankful for all I can still do. And above all, I must preserve my mobility by learning to be ok with what I can’t do.
Ever pushed yourself to injury?
Yep, I've even had to deal with some educated moron who thought she knew WTF she was doing bothering me and I had to get her to back off. The next week I saw her she insisted on moving me with out asking. I do push myself but I try not to over do it.