It sounds like a nursery rhyme. This just explains how a person with chronic illness feels when they try so hard an still can’t get it right
This week one morning I backed into a mailbox with my husbands car. Then I picked up a splinter in the palm of my hand within an hour, still unable to get it out. Monday I will have to go to doctor to get it out if I cannot. Yesterday while cleaning the mantle a precious vase from my sons fell an broke. I started to cry wanting to climb in bed an forget it all. “No, I will cry later”, and I made myself keep at it deciding to light a candle. The first three lit matches didn’t make it, the fourth lit, but the match fell down by my feet on the rug. A lot of smoke too so I picked it up an blew for good measure, which also blew out my candle. I was getting in sensed Determined, I got that candle lit, while losing precious time.
Although I knocked over a few more things and spilled some things while cleaning up. Then some tinkle my son’s dog decided to express on the living room floor did not help my mood. Yet, I kept at it, ever so slow an steady.
The conclusion of the matter is that my mantle and about a third of the room are totally clean, wiped down an organized. The rest still looks in need of great care.
While putting the ironing board away I got my finger caught an pinched which took a small hunk of skin with it. Ouch. So I finally succumbed to the tears, tears of loss this week, tears of pain and aggravation. I just laid down an rested, cried an prayed. Then I got up to attend to the next thing I wanted to handle.
If you have chronic illness or if you know anyone whom does, suffering is usually more than what is obvious. Never add to the pain an stress with expectations that may be unrealistic for them to fulfill. You cannot expect them to live life the way you think they should. As a person lives and breathes, it is still their decision. A person’s care, at times, may cause them to think they are entitled to make decisions for the one whom is in a disadvantaged state. The person suffering, their preferences should still be honored.