Eclipse Epiphany: Re-Defining Taking Care of Yourself
Copyrighted by Lorna Tedder. Originally published in Third Degree of Truth.
I could barely get out of bed this morning. I felt like crap, and with a day ahead of me that required I at least pretend not to feel like crap.
At first, I thought it was lack of sleep. Iâ€™d had one of those elderly-parents-driving-me-nuts bouts of insomnia last night, so I Â could hardly sit upright when the alarm went off. The only good thing was that in the dreams I had, they were all quite…interesting…and amazingly relaxing, but I suppose dreaming of eating watermelon Â on a pontoon boat on a still creek with an entertaining Â man will do that for me. No idea where that dream came from but, hmmm, juicy.
Still, that didnâ€™t account for why I woke feeling like I had a hangover Â combined Â with a sinus headache Â combined with cramps combined with the flu. Bleah. I called in to work, said Iâ€™d beÂ there in a couple of hours, and went back to bed….for 4 more hours.
When I finally decided I had to get up no matter how bad I felt, I Â realized that I really did have a sinus head- ache, a major earache, a neck Â ache all the way into my shoulder. Yeah, allergy season again. But I had a big project to sign off on today and so I dragged myself to work, still feeling like crap.
I got into the office shortly before the partial lunar eclipse in Pisces Â today. Iâ€™m a Pisces, the eclipse was in Pisces (a sign of healing and nurturing), and eclipses have a tendency to â€œspeed upâ€ things. This one was supposed to herald some endings for me, and that always makes me nervous. I didnâ€™t start to feel better until after the eclipse.
By then, Iâ€™d taken a pain pill. I was feeling much better andâ€”surpriseâ€”really Â kicked Â ass Â today. Â Maybe Â be- cause I was in no mood to be toyed with and I have a history Â of Â writing Â take-no-prisoners Â documentation Â when someone Â forces my hand, but it Â worked out quite well and I was in a different frame of mind.
See, Iâ€™d made Â a discovery. Â Things Â canâ€™t Â go Â on this way. I have to take better care of myself.
But I have been taking better care of myself! I argued back (with myself).
And I Â have. Â Iâ€™ve Â never Â been Â the Â girly-girl Â type Â to spend my time pampering Â myself when thereâ€™s so much other stuff I want to Â do…or Â must do. Iâ€™ve never done much Â toward Â letting Â other Â people Â pamper Â me Â either (thatâ€™s got to stop!) or letting other people take care Â of anything for me.
But Iâ€™ve been â€œtaking better care of myself.â€
Yes, Iâ€™ve been getting more exercise. Usually an hour a day. I like the results. Iâ€™ve actually gained back a couple of pounds, Â but theyâ€™re Â muscle. Â For the most Â part, Iâ€™m feeling really good.
Yes, Iâ€™ve been eating right, with occasional relapses to make sacrifices to honor the Mint Milano gods. But generally healthy eating.
Somehow, Iâ€™ve always defined â€œtaking better care of myselfâ€ as getting regular exercise and eating right. Somehow, I forgot that it included getting some rest.