I have reached the halfway point in my wheelchair sentence.  I’ve been in the chair for 5 weeks and have 5 more to go.  I have noticed an interesting phenomenon that has accompanied these five weeks.  I have plenty of things to do, but I’m not busy!  In my opinion, there’s a difference.  Plenty of things to occupy my time indicates choices -fun ones at that.  It is accompanied by feelings of peace and leisurely passing of time.  Even though I have work to do, there are very few “have to’s” .  Being busy, on the other hand, carries the connotation of being pressed for time, having too many “have to’s” to accomplish, and not being in control of my time.

I came across this humorous quote on the Net today and for the first time I can remember, I could say that it doesn’t apply to me (for the time being anyway).  Here’s the quote:

I’m so busy I don’t know if I found a rope or lost my horse!

I’ll tell you the truth.  Two days ago, I hit bottom emotionally.  I felt depressed and SICK OF BEING IN THIS ____CHAIR! and had a good cry.  I needed one because I hadn’t released my feelings about this whole crisis since it happened. The cry, by the way, was precipitated by an incident while getting ready for bed -which takes twice as long these days as it normally does.  I pulled back the covers and there was a big centipede crawling across my bed!!!!!! I screamed, “KILL IT!” at my husband and burst into tears.

However, today I realized that my stress-o-meter is registering a level quite a bit lower than before I broke my leg.  Hmmm.

I guess I should relax and enjoy this phenomenon because 5 weeks from now, it’s back to the rat race… or is it?  There’s a lesson here.