learning to say no

No is not a very common word in my lexicon. I'm a doer - so of couse i'd love to help out, sit on that committee, etc etc.  I"ve had to start saying no - no volunteering at my beloved Ten Thousand Villages for awhile, no to SEU recriuiting events, I even got to cancel a meting and miss 2 others this week ( ahhh the freedom!). But even harder is saying no to myself.  I want to cook and clean and garden and take care of my household and family.  Can I still do those things? - YES! BUT
(oh I dislike that word) I have to recognize my limitations and sometimes say no, i can't right now or without help. OTHER THAN 'SHIRINK THE VASCULAR MALFORMATION' the other common refrain heard around our house is 'SLOW DOWN TURBO'. Ben is great about letting me try even when i've knocked several glasses of water off the side tables that he gets to clean up yet again.

Cnine therapy - Our friends Joe and Liza are off to the tropics for 10 days so we are watching 'the boys - Bruno and Gomez.  They help entertain Moab and help slow me down.

  I mean what would you choose - laundry or a nap on the couch with these 3?  I'm now on some anti-seizure meds - the docs think my left sided uncoordinatedness might be small seizures.  My leg sometimes freezes up and Ben says when I hold his hand mine will seem to involuntarily clench.  It makes me groggy so that helps facilitate more naps.  Otherwise none of the meds seem to be bothering me. 

My parents are on their way down today - it will be so good just to hug them but  I'm also thankful Ben will get some caretaker help.   you guys he's been so great - totally at my beck and call, hovering but not smothering, making me laugh when i need it and telling me to slow down when i need that too.  And I secretely think he likes being able to tell me what to do a bit more.  But i'm sure he could use a breather -goodness knows he has earned itaking care of my styubborn butt!