I have a plan, a cunning plan…

I’m tired today, not anything to do with my MS or lack of sleep, it’s the kind of tired that seems to come from somewhere deep inside, almost from your sole. The kind of feeling that makes you want to go back to bed curl up and sleep in the hope that when you wake the world will be a different place. It is a tiredness that comes from my emotional heart as if I have pulled one bucket to many from the well and it needs time to refill. This week has had no more stress or activity than usual, nothing that has stretched me or challenged me. I feel as though I may have been running on half empty for a while and I haven’t given myself the space required to regenerate.

I sat here this morning for nearly an hour feeling blank and drained not knowing what I should be doing or doing anything at all. I noted that feeling a while ago in a previous blog and it has taken me until know to start to work out why. There is only one thing, bare with me here as this idea is forming as I write, it is so slight that it seems nuts that it can be the root, yet it seems to make sense. Until a few weeks ago, I had had a system as simple one and one I have slowly bit by bit pushed to one side. With the wonderful dark evenings I had been taking the space each day to just sit and do nothing. Each day had a simple flow to it set out by my health and the sun and I have now changed it, not on purpose but it has changed.

A few weeks ago I spent my mornings here at my PC, writing, reading emails and answering job ads. I blogged sent some tweets read others blogs and played some silly game or other. After Adam called at around 1 o’clock I switched of the PC and TV closed the curtains and went to bed for a two to three hours, my alarm set for 5 0’clock, just in case. When I got up it was always either dark or minutes from it so opening the curtains had no point, I would light a few candles, put the TV on and prepare dinner, sit down in front of the TV and waited for Adam to come home. Our evenings were spent together and had a gentle flow, of eating dinner together, heading through the remaining hours of the day until either the need to sleep took over or I simply had taken all of that day, my body could deal with.

Compare that to now. I spend my mornings here at my PC, writing, reading emails and answering job ads. I blog, send tweets and sort out photos for the next days blog, read others blogs and tweet some more. After Adam phones I go to bed for no more than two hrs, my alarm set to make sure I sleep no more than that. I get up put on the TV, my PC and sort out dinner. I tweet, reply to emails, read others blogs, play silly games, pausing just long enough to eat dinner, sometimes here at my PC, when it eventually starts to go dark I close the curtains, light the candles and sit down. There are only a couple of hours left now before bed, tired out and desperate for sleep. There is clearly the root of the problem, I am pushing in far more activity into each day, why, simple it’s light I don’t feel that as long as there is light in the sky that I should be sitting doing nothing.

I know that sitting at the PC to many of you will seem like doing nothing but it isn’t, the whole time I am sat here I am active doing things, trying to watch TV, write, play, speak and all at the same time. I am pushing in an extra quarter to a third activity and cutting my relaxation by the same. Clearly I am going to have to put this right, but it is going to be hard as this is something I have always done and was one of the reasons unlike everyone else I never liked summer. Daylight to me means activity, as long as there is light I have to work, clean be active, winter is the time to do nothing and summer the time to do everything. If the long evenings are destroying me already and I don’t take this in hand now, what am I going to be like by July. I can see already that this is easier than said as it is very much a deeply ingrained behavior, if I don’t though, I am heading at high speed straight for one almighty crash.

I remember last summer frequently having to go to bed as early as 7:30, I had seen my ability to stay awake later throughout the winter months as a small improvement. I am guessing now that it wasn’t an improvement at all it was simply I changed my way of doing things and stopped pushing myself to the limit. It isn’t going to be easy but for this coming week I am going to be strict with myself and act like it is winter and see how things go. I suppose it is the only way I can find out if I am right or not. I can’t trick my MS but maybe I can out smart it 🙂

1 thought on “I have a plan, a cunning plan…

  1. Sometimes even pointless activity is better than none – it keeps the mind occupied, just for a while!

    You’re right about the soul getting tired, and the emotional heart. This leads to depression and the downward spiral is alarmingly fast, so well done for recognising it and occupying yourself. We all need time to rest and recuperate but first, we need to be active.

    Like

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out /  Change )

Google photo

You are commenting using your Google account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s