But thinking about it, I realized that having the cast and the crutches and the limited mobility has taught me things that I already knew, but they are invaluable reminders. I'm sharing some of them here, so that all of us can consider things in our own lives that fall into that category.
I am the luckiest person in the world. At some point, my cast will come off, and I will be able to move around in my usual way, with no limitations but my own, related to age, physical condition, etc. Some people never ever ever have that luxury as a possibility in their lives.
Multitasking is not a necessary (or maybe even preferable) way to live your life. I've pretty much been limited to doing one thing at a time lately. Oh sure, I can knit and watch TV, and those kind of simple and usual things. But I have been reminded that I can do one thing at a time and then move on to another thing and a) they both get done, and b) the world continues.
Slowing down makes life better. Not that I live a fast-paced, jet-setting life, but like most people, I try to get as much done on any given day as possible (with occasional do-nothing at all days). Well, during these last few weeks, I haven't been able to easily move around, even in the house (maybe even especially in the house - all those stairs!), and I find that I am able to be more mindful, as well as more appreciative of time and place. And at least in my case, slowing down has not had a negative effect on anything I usually try to accomplish quickly.
Time spent reading, knitting, or whatever is never wasted time. Do not feel guilty for doing things that you enjoy, that help you relax, or that mean something to you. Again, the world continued.
Asking for/accepting help is not a bad thing, and can even make other people feel better. I generally feel that if I *can* do something myself, that I should. But there have been a lot of things I have not been able to do myself, and though at first I felt bad or hesitant, I have now realized that people want to help, and often don't know how. And if/when you accept their offers of help, you make them feel that they are really doing good.
Self-pity is very seldom helpful. Years ago - actually as a teenager, I think - I started to allow myself one day where I could wallow in self-pity, for whatever reason (and God knows as a teenager, there are SO. MANY. THINGS). Whether it meant staying in my pjs in my room all day, or having a major crying jag, or just mentally listing all of the ways in which the world was against me, I'd pile it all into that one day. Then I would move on for a while. I still do this, though getting older mean it doesn't happen as often. But I have been reminded lately that the only person who cares about your self-pity is yourself. And in the end, you haven't really gotten anything out of it.
Shoes are awesome. Being able to get up every day and put on any pair of shoes you want to, is the best.
What about you? Do you have any lessons you've learned recently that you already knew?
