I have read a blog post this morning from The Optimum Health Clinic. It describes the different ways we can approach Discipline in our lives, to help us towards recovery. (See link)
I know I have been all three of the kinds they describe over the last 25 years. I have gone all out and filled my days with lists and rules, managed a timetable, kept charts and diaries for what I do, eat and how much I sleep every day, trying to find clues and answers as to what is going wrong and how I can change. That was me in the early days of this illness. Back then with so little practical help from outside, it seemed the best way to try and understand it for myself. It didn't work. I tried to give myself regular timetables. Forced activity and rest times only ended up giving me what I didn't need when I didn't need it.
I have also been an 'all or nothing' recoverer. In these times, unlike suggested in the blog I have listened to my body on different days. If I wake up feeling great, I go out, enjoy the freedom, party, exercise, socialise. And you know what happens then, I feel awful for the next few days, take it as my illness just being a bit relentless and take another cue from the next morning. Which might suggest lying in bed, asking someone else to make my breakfast, falling asleep in the afternoon. All or nothing has been very close at hand sometimes.
Then, with so much experience and so little progress over the years I have also become one of the ‘I have no self-discipline at all, I can’t make myself do anything ever’ recoverers. This is a difficult one to put into practice as it needs a lot of self-doubt. But when an illness pushes you backwards and backwards, after you've tried so hard to keep going, there is sometimes barely any other route. I would have this approach in between all the others, whenever I felt lousy, it wasn't just the illness anymore, it was my fault, I couldn't follow a timetable, or rules, neither was I self-disciplined enough to get out there and do what I had to do.
So I have had an interesting relationship with discipline over the years!
Making it easier has been for me, finding a way of combining all three. On good days I don't go full out and wear myself to the bone, neither do I follow rules and timetables, I have a few options that I know I can do during the day, I also have a long-term goal setting list, which I can pick from when I'm feeling well enough. So good days give me opportunities to pick from these options and find an easy compromise. On bad days I know I cannot blame the illness, neither can I blame myself. It is usually, very predictable circumstances that have led me to a bad day. For the last ten days it has been my cold and sore throat. An external device, having nothing to do with the ME, just unlucky. Yes I am more debilitated by it than others might be, but I am more debilitated by everyday life than others, so that's hardly surprising. I learn to enjoy my bad days, give myself treats- like favourite films, new DVD box sets, or downloads from LoveFilm! I also let the food slip a bit, and eat a few organic pizzas and puddings with ice creams.
Learning to smile through good days and bad has become my discipline, letting a few tears come if need be, finding strength when I have only enough energy to lie on the sofa during the day and do a legs-up-the-wall yoga pose before bed is my discipline. Don't believe you have to follow rules or scripted health plans to be disciplined, be your very good self!
