I am guilty of posting dereliction. Well, I guess if I’ve done so willfully. (I guess it isn’t dereliction if it is unwillfully?)
When the scripture say the spirit is willing, but the flesh is weak, I fully understand how that applies to my case. I would willing be outside working on the yard, painting the house, and a host of other things. I planned to paint the house this summer, but at a last minute, decide it could wait for 2019. Anything is better than doing little to nothing.
We take so much for granted, until we don’t have it, or the threat of it being taken away comes along. I walked a couple of blocks with Natalie and the boys to watch the bed races. It felt so good to be outside. That was about 2 hours ago, and I’m starting to pay the price now.
We are led to believe exercise helps us recover. I believe that’s usually the case, but in the case of things like ALS, Myasthenia Gravis, and a few other diseases, the opposite is true. I want so badly for the doctor to tell me they figured out what is wrong, and the best thing for me to do is to work and exercise until I drop every day. If that would pull me out of this, I would be doing it.
In the Meantime
In the meantime I struggle with what I should write. There have been a few days all I would be able to say is, “I laid around all day and napped and watched a couple of TV shows.”
Yeah, that may not sound very good, but when your brain and body aren’t communicating to each other the way they are supposed to, it’s the best you can do.