It's also the time for me to step outside of my comfort zone in order to make it happen. It means venturing outside the confines of my warm, secure bubble, and doing it solo. It means shaking hands with strangers who aren't aware of how painful a handshake can be while still smiling and spreading awareness. It means putting on my bravest face amid high anxieties. It means heeding the pain, but forcing myself to fight through it for the good of the cause. It means having a constant supply of nausea pills and crumbled up Ritz crackers stashed in my purse. It means getting meals cooked, put together, and frozen so that I can eat next Thursday, Friday, and possibly Saturday (Fri. and Sat. being potential recovery days). It means getting my house organized so that I have all of my CSD3 stuff in the same place, while still being able to either sit or lie down comfortably. It means making sure that I get my normal 4-5 hours of interrupted sleep every night so that by next Thursday I have a plethora of spoons in my arsenal. It means getting creative and going shopping for Houdini's birthday present this weekend (his b-day is the 23rd, and it's a big'un). I was supposed to travel to KC this week too, but my little "cold" has kept me quarantined and I have a lot of catching up to do.
Why do I do this to myself? Because I learned my lesson last year!! I did not get up from the kitchen table for 5 hours at one point (that's where my laptop is). The Smiling Warrior was in surgery and I was hellbent on making sure that every pair of socks that crossed my computer screen were sent her way. And that was with approximately 500 participants. We're already at 1300+ for this year, and I don't want to miss a sock!! I will be transferring every picture that comes my way onto a flash drive for safe keeping so that I won't miss anybody's socks this year when I make the 2013 slideshow. This is the event/star to which I've hitched my awareness raising wagon and this is the event that I will fight for, tooth and (broken) nail.
At this point, I'm relying on my autopilot to kick in during the afternoons and evenings. I can keep myself distracted for the better part of the day, but when the fatigue starts to set in, I'm screwed. Unless I have someone present to talk and laugh with me and help me keep my focus, it is almost impossible for me to distract my brain away from the pain and aches of RSD at night.
I have faith that I will get through this next week and CSD3 will be a success!! I have faith that I'll set aside time to recover from the event before my ColoAngel takes me up into the mountains to play in the snow for my birthday weekend. I have faith that this will be THE awareness event of 2013!!! Move over pink and red, here come ORANGE AND GREEN!!!! Got your socks yet??
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