At first, I was looking forward to moving into The Cave. Then, as the moving date got closer, I became more apprehensive. I have grown into an independent person despite my handicap, or maybe because of it. But now, I felt I needed help showering because I was nervous transferring from my wheelchair into a shower chair, something I had not done on my own since my college dorm days. So, while I longed to be completely independent in The Cave, I was frightened of falling.
It’s amazing how fear sets in as one gets older. I was just about to turn 50 and I was letting fear get the better of me. Embarrassing for me, InspiraGirl, to admit. But it was, nonetheless, true.
Each morning, as my mother helped me transfer to and from the shower chair, I kept saying, “There has to be a way I can do this completely on my own. I did it before. I can do it again.” I was determined.
So, here’s what happens when I keep telling myself, “There has to be a way.”
When it’s important enough to me, I FIND A WAY.
It took four weeks of conversation (and, yes, complaining), trial and error, and positive self-talk, but I did it!
Now, with this new level of independence and other revelations I have had in the past few weeks in The Cave (revelations that I will discuss in future blog posts), I don’t want to move back upstairs. However, since this room is meant to be used by the whole family and as a guest room when needed, I will have to move when the upstairs bathroom is done. But for now, I am so enjoying myself down here in “The Cave.”
Hey InspiraGang… What are you afraid to do but also WANT to do?