If someone asked me, ‘how patient are you?’ I would tell them about how incredibly patient I am while providing examples.
One thing I’ve learned about myself since the accident is that I was not patient at all.
I have to be patient when it comes to my recovery. I want everything to happen like yesterday. I want to be better. I don’t wanna wait anymore.
With the physical stuff I can speed up. I have to put a bit more effort into it. I have to try harder to get it back but with an extra push I can get it working.
When it comes to this brain? When it comes to this brain it’s a bit different. I can’t do more. I guess I can but I have to wait for it to work better. I have to wait for it to heal on its own time.
Maybe it is the same but I don’t know I feel as though more is out of my control when it comes to my brain.
If my head is tired, I’m done. I’ll be sleeping all day. I’m spent physically too, but if I’m physically spent, I’m good to go for another day.
The brain is the supreme ruler. Whatever it says, happens. If it’s tired, it’s tired. There is nothing you can say or do to convince it otherwise. Lol …ultimately, I am okay with it. I don’t like waiting. I have to force myself to be patient with the process. I will be okay. I’ll be back.
She’ll take her time to heal. She’ll be ready when she is ready.