For those unfamiliar, “Spoonie” is a tangible metaphor for those ailments which may not be ‘visible’ but which absolutely impact\/define life. The idea was first introduced by a woman who has Lupus, and she used a quantity of spoons to represent energy throughout the day. <\/p>\n\n\n\n
To a friend who did not have Lupus, getting up, picking out an outfit, taking a shower, getting dressed, doing hair and make up, eating breakfast and heading to work might just be one spoons<\/em> worth of energy titled “starting the day.” <\/p>\n\n\n\n For a person with Lupus or motor-coordination differences, depression\/anxiety\/apathy, or any number of other challenges, just getting out of bed might ‘cost’ an entire spoon. With 11 left to get through the entire rest of the day.<\/p>\n\n\n\n Last night I realized that the story is pretty easy to imagine, but incomplete. Not all of my spoons are equivalent.<\/span> Some situations I have superpower spoons that get me through: I cope with medical procedures and manage my emotions and energy very well. I do not cope with uncertainty or self-doubt well, and those spoons can disappear into a a very sad fog.<\/p>\n\n\n\n Last night, I was disappointed in myself for being tired, and remembered times when the kids were little that I could pull from a well of will power to get through. Then it struck me: when the kids were little, I was *younger*<\/span>, and a lot had not happened yet that contributes to my collection of available spoon cache now.<\/p>\n\n\n\n I forgave myself for being tired. I forgave myself for wishing I had a different set of spoons\/circumstances.<\/span><\/strong> It’s okay that sometimes I am in a sad fog about that: It is sad, and it is foggy. <\/p>\n\n\n\n I was reminded, too, that I have skills in readjustment. So, right here, right now: I surrender to the illusion of control.<\/strong> My spoons are mine. My body, my life, my feelings are mine.<\/p>\n\n\n\n End blip.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":" For those unfamiliar, “Spoonie” is a tangible metaphor for those ailments which may not be ‘visible’ but which absolutely impact\/define life. The idea was first introduced by a woman who has Lupus, and she used a quantity of spoons to represent energy throughout the day. To a friend who did not have Lupus, getting up, … Continue reading My Spoonie Selfie<\/span>