We all have setbacks in life. Whether it be from an illness, to loss of a job, to a severed relationship or loss of a loved one. It is natural to become discouraged while in the middle of a setback. I decided to blog about this as I have had some discouragement going on for about two weeks now.
As most of you know, I am lucky to even be alive since my near death auto accident in 2012. After a total of fifteen surgeries and the last one being on my right foot, I still have days that set me back. Since I only but luckily have one working artery in my lower right leg (usually we have three), I have to treat my foot as a diabetic foot. Which includes wearing my custom shoe insert so my spine is aligned properly, keeping my foot moisturized in certain areas where the blood flow is limited, along with elevating my foot periodically throughout my day and some rest.
My daughters came to spend the summer with me and I must admit, I over did it. I was so over joyed with them being here. We had so much fun and of course we stayed very busy running round, going out on our boat, trips to the mall, out to eat, letting my sixteen year old practice driving, you name it and we did it! I did not want to rest and savored every single moment with them. I did not realize I was “out of my routine” and did not take the necessary care of my foot. Honestly, I did not even notice a problem until the end of the visit. One of the toes on my right foot wont heal. It is a pressure wound from too much activity.
Since they have left, I have been dealing with this wound in what feels like forever. I have been laid up in bed or the couch, while trying to avoid walking on it as little as I possibly can. My mind says, “GO” and my body is saying,” NO!” Not an easy task with my five year old needing my attention. I found myself suffering from guilt. Oh the mental abuse I put myself through was so unnecessary.
My thoughts ran from missing my two girls as we said our good bye’s. Yes, many tears flowed for days. I was consumed with guilt from to not being able to help my hubby with running our household. My husband kept reassuring me and comforting me. I soon realized it was “I” that was beating myself up mentally.
My thoughts changed from guilt and sadness to feelings of gratitude. My thoughts shifted to having an appreciation for the health and the time I did get to enjoy with my two girls. This time last year I would have never been able to do much of anything with them! Then I began to appreciate the fact that I even have a leg/foot to complain about and remembering I could have lost it completely!
The reason for this post is to illustrate to you that yes, setbacks do happen and of course we get discouraged, sad or frustrated. But while you are in it, try to look for something to be grateful for. You are alive, you are breathing, that alone is a simple one we often take for granted. Be gentle on yourself. The world is not going to stop rotating on it’s axis and it will get better.
I am often my own worst enemy with the things I let run through mind during setbacks. They key is to first become aware of them. Then you have a choice. You can choose to throw yourself a pity party that lasts entirely too long or you can look for all that is going good in your life. That, my friends is what opens the door to gratitude.
Gratitude is the best remedy for all discouragement we will ever face. There is always something in this big planet we all share to experience some gratitude. Gosh, that felt good just to blog about!
Let’s try to fit more gratitude in our everyday busyness this week. I bet it will change our outlook for the better:)!