Getting a Slice of the Cake

Change.

A single, soft-spoken syllable. Yet it’s a powerful little creature, reaching into every corner of our lives.

Sometimes it’s an invitation – welcome and exciting.

Sometimes it’s a burden – disruptive and frightening.

It’s a bundle of contradictions: progress and retreat, secret and flamboyant, havoc and harmony. It can bounce into our lives with the speed and energy of a tornado and it can dawdle and loiter.

It happens all the time.

When big or difficult changes our lives, how well we manage them depends to a large extent on our attitude and temperament – to use a writing analagy, are we plotters (needing control of every minute detail), pantsers (flying free and seeing what happens), or somewhere in between? I’ve always tended towards the pantser end of the spectrum. This too shall pass is a good mantra to embrace. It’s helped me get through difficult times.

A meaningful mantra is always a boon, but changes, particularly unwelcome changes, need more than comforting words. They need practical solutions and flexible thinking too. For me, this has never been truer than in the last five or six years. In 2012, my health conditions decided they’d had enough of skulking around in disguise, dropping occasional, too-subtle, hints of their existence. Nope, it was time, they said – conspiring together in dark corners – to launch themselves in spectacular extravaganza.

There’s no doubt, life tends to shrink into a much tinier thing than you ever envisaged when chronic illness comes knocking on your door.

When your body refuses to behave the way it is supposed to, you’ve no choice but to adapt. Some adaptations are simple – if you’re forgetful but need to start taking regular medications, an alarm on your phone, or a daily pill-organiser box solves that problem.

Many are more challenging – how can you still maintain positive, and fulfilling relationships with friends if you have to cancel every arrangement at the last minute because fatigue and pain swamped you again? How can you maintain fitness if having a shower and putting on clothes takes a monumental effort? How can you be the parent, partner, employee you want to be, if every day sends your energy account into overdraft?

Often, with chronic illness the simple answer is, you can’t – not like you used to. You can’t, because what you wanted to be was based on your needs and capacity before you were ill. It doesn’t mean you can’t have positive, fulfilling relationships with friends, but it does mean you have to change how you interact with your friends – maybe even change your friends. Our friendships fluctuate all our lives anyway – you might be lucky enough to still have the best friend you met your first day of primary school, but there are plenty of others that will have come and gone, or changed in nature, along the way. The ones that went off to university when you took a gap year to go travelling, or the ones that were surging up their career ladder while you were knee-deep in baby nappies.

Some things are insurmountable. For me, one of those things was my job. I’d started off thinking when the doctors find the right treatment and I started to get better, I’d be able to go back to the classroom. If not full-time, maybe a four day week. Or two days. Even relief teaching, doing single days here and there each term. Usually, I’m a fast learner, but it took me a year to figure out holding down any kind of job outside of my home was not going to happen. ‘Better’ is calibrated at an entirely different rate when you have chronic illness. There is no setting for ‘not ill anymore’.

bangkok-3481970_960_720Some things only seem insurmountable. Perhaps because we are used to making most decisions based on a big picture overview. If friends ask you to go shopping with them on Saturday, yes or no generally depends on what else is in your diary (or how much is in your wallet!). The details come later.

When you have a chronic illness, the details become the decision.

Because the demands of a day shopping – the journey to get there, the crowds in the mall or on the high street, the music and air-conditioning blaring, the walking around for hours, standing around in queues etc are beyond your physical capabilities now. You want to be with your friends but too often, the decision you make is No.

Days of elevated pain and intense fatigue are a hell of a price to pay for a few hours enjoyment.

That’s the day-to-day reality though, with many chronic health conditions. Every action has a price attached.

fall-foliage-1913485_960_720But even when change is something that happens to us, beyond our control and definitely against our wishes, we don’t have to be like a leaf tossed around in a gale with no way of steering its course. We can be a tree, with roots in the earth, bending and bowing before the gale, but never quite breaking. We can learn to say Yes, and focus on finding ways we can participate, instead of missing everything.

I wrote recently about going on a weekend writing retreat. Once, I would have rocked on up there at 5pm on the Friday afternoon, all synapses firing, and ready to wring every last drop of pleasure out of the weekend. That was before the internal workings of my body decided they’d had enough of skulking in the shadows, masquerading as a healthy person.  Now, if I am to get any pleasure without wringing every last drop of energy out of me, I have to get strategic.

Strategy meant figuring out the core components I wasn’t prepared to miss, and putting everything else in the ‘Maybe’ basket. Making it to the two morning workshops was top of the list, and one of the afternoon sessions.  I didn’t need to go to the welcome session, or the barbecue on the Friday evening, which would have sapped me of energy before the weekend proper kicked off. I went to the free-writing session later that evening, but I had to miss the Saturday evening open-mic session or I’d have been too exhausted to make it back again on the Sunday morning. And I left at the end of the Sunday morning workshop, instead of staying for lunch and the afternoon discussions – it was a choice between staying for the afternoon or being able to drive myself home.

Many people in chronic illness communities say they can’t go to family events or fly to a conference, or… or… or… Can’t because the body isn’t up to the task at all, or because the task will be difficult enough at the time, and the aftermath of increased pain and fatigue will be days laid-up in bed.

Yet sometimes, can’t is because we are looking at the big picture instead of the details. When we bring the details into focus, that’s when we start to see how we can participate, even if it’s only for a fraction of time.

And isn’t a fraction better than nothing at all?
If I can’t bake the whole cake any more, I’d still like to get a slice.

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36 thoughts on “Getting a Slice of the Cake

  1. Focusing on the details.. I think that can help all of us, in any circumstance. The little things, instead of always “wanting it all”, because as you said, one small thing to be grateful for is better than being sad or angry for not having anything. And if we look carefully, there’s always one small thing we can be grateful for, or proud of, or one way of participating and having our share. Great post!

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  2. Such an interesting topic Trish. Great reading.You know yesterday I was doing a session on Emotional Intelligence & as a part of the program participants were asked to share one of their positive self talks with all. And one of them had said this same one. This too shall pass. Such coincidence 😊

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  3. I’ve read a couple articles about chronic pain and how to live despite it. I’m happy that there’s a growing community of writers to give people more information and perspectives about what it’s like.

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  4. Very positive post. I don’t have any chronic illnesses, but my wife suffers from a few, and some days, she really does have to decide whether should participate in a specific activity because her body might not be up to it. That said, she enjoys the little things, and sometime that really is enough. Love this post, thank you!

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  5. Your analogy of a tree bending and blowing in the wind is perfect. You could let your illness uproot you completely, but most people don’t. Yes, you have to change and adapt, knowing your limitations, but you can remain rooted doing what you love the most with modifications or find new normals to love.

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  6. I also have a chronic illness and I’m able to mostly control it by being very strict with my life. That’s totally fine when I’m home, but if we travel it can really throw me off. It can be hard for me to be more carefree with my lifestyle because the consequences can be quite unpleasant. But trying to control every aspect of my life is stressful and impossible. It’s important for me to find that balance between the two.

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  7. Hurray for you, you are not letting your circumstances rule your life. Life is what you make it and you should be proud of yourself for not just sitting back and letting the illness take over. I enjoy your writing and look forward to reading each new article.

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  8. Here’s to having that darn slice. Beautifully written and I was surprised at how much I could apply to myself and my mental health. It’s taken me many years to learn how to have bits of the slice at a time or when I could perhaps handle half the cake instead of just crumbs…
    Your writing makes me smile, even when it’s about hard things. Your spirit shines through.

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  9. I love your positive outlook and your perspective on pacing yourself. This is exactly how I’ve tried to live my life with chronic illness.

    For me, it’s all about setting those priorities and being intentional about the things I choose to do. Thank you for sharing! It’s lovely!

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    1. Thank you. I like that – being intentional. I think it makes us appreciate everything more too as it enhances awareness of the little things.

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  10. A fraction is most definitely better than nothing at all. Change due to ill health is difficult but finding that balance is important. We can’t miss out on everything, can we? Really good post, Trish.

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