This weekend I’ve learned about Spoon theory.
Good ol’ Wikipedia explains Spoon Theory as:
“Spoons are a visual representation used as a unit of measure in order to quantify how much energy a person has throughout a given day. Each activity requires a given number of spoons, which will only be replaced as the person “recharges” through rest. A person who runs out of spoons has no choice but to rest until their spoons are replenished.”
I have used up all of my spoons in the past week, and I know that I did way too much, both for work and for play. I had some blood tests scheduled for this morning (to check my Vit D and iron levels) and Holy Hell it HURT.
I’m having a fibromyalgia flare up at the moment, so I’m desperately trying to blast through my to do list this morning because I know that by this afternoon I will be utterly useless.
And I need to be ok with that, because I have a finite number of spoons. I don’t want to say no to doing things, so I try to do everything and as a result I have days when I can do literally NOTHING. I don’t want to take my meds, I don’t want to go out for a walk, I don’t want to eat healthily…
It happens sometimes. But instead of beating myself up over it, I’ve realised that I just need to go with it. I make myself take my meds (because I know how much worse it will be if I don’t) but everything else is just a bonus. And that’s ok too.