Suddenly, I can't drive, I can't run errands, I can do NO form of cleaning, I can't cook, and on and on and on. I was told that my recovery could be anywhere from five days to six weeks. Of course as my recovery progressed so quickly and so well, when I proudly entered my doctor's office for my two week check up, I figured that my days of being at about 75% were almost done. This has been quite a shock, and very emotionally hard on me.
I have wonderful friends and family, they would do anything for me. "What can I do?", "What do you need?". How do I answer these questions when I am emotionally not ready to face the reality that I have regressed rather than progressed?
I can politely say "no" with the best of them, but "help" is a really hard one. One of my wonderful friends told me last night, "I am calling you tomorrow and will be helping you, have a list ready.". How can I say no to that? She has come and taken my 4 year old (who has been so patient with mommy being under the weather, but REALLY needs some fun play time) for the day.
Then, stepping a little further out of my comfort zone, I called another friend who has been begging me to let her help. She is bringing me the shopping items that our household needs. I did the shopping for the entire month of October, but eggs and milk don't last forever.
"Don't rob people the blessings of service", I remember hearing as a child. I always figured that meant that I needed to serve more. The reality though, is that can also mean you need to allow others to serve YOU.
Asking for or allowing people to help us is very difficult. If you are searching for a more balanced and less stressful life, then we must allow help to come into our lives. It is out of our comfort zone, but can make a huge difference in our lives, and not only bless us, but also bless those that are serving us.