Yesterday I was in bed all day with a migraine. This is my life since I was 13. Migraines. I spent a long time fighting it, battling it. These days, I'm in the process of just accepting it as part of my life, doing everything I can to take care of myself and swapping out self-pity for self-compassion.
Baby steps, right?
Since I lost a day yesterday, my impulse is to kick it in overdrive today. Make up for lost time. But part of this whole acceptance thing is making sure I take it slow the day after a migraine. My body is recovering. I need to make space for that.
So in order to feel good about slowing down, I'm calendaring out my day. This is a new habit I've started. In the beginning of each day I look at the day and I parse it out. Like, I really break it down for myself and stick to the schedule I create. Today it looks like this:
See? I'm in the writing portion and I'm writing. (I love how this works.)
And the point of it all is: don't indulge the crap. Migraines are crap. And like having a crappy boss, I am managing up. I'm being the most effective no-migraine-Jocelyn I can be so that when one comes, which it always does, I don't have to fight it. I can just move through it and not feel sad or sorry for myself or feel like I've lost out on something.
I can just get on with the day.