I’ve been dipping in and out of the The Daily Post’s blogging challenge, and today’s led me to their 365 Writing Prompts ebook. It’s full of great prompts and has inspired me to write today’s post. I have no doubt I’ll be using it again in the future!
The prompt goes: When you’re unwell, do you allow others to take care of you, or do you prefer to soldier on alone? What does it take for you to ask for help?
This one seemed pretty appropriate for me today as I’m just recovering from what feels like the longest cold I have ever had in my life. I’ve been pretty ill with it; headaches, lethargy, uncontrollable runny nose, the usual symptoms of a cold but it’s all felt a lot worse than usual. That being said, I don’t think many people around me know I’ve been ill. Growing up, if we were sick we were expected to carry on with school and such unless we were constantly throwing up or something similar. As a result, I tend to not make a big deal when I’m ill now, which isn’t that often anyway.
I don’t do it in a “I’m such a martyr soldiering on while I’m dying of such-and-such an illness”, I have a more “I refuse to be ill, I refuse to let this illness control my life” type attitude. I think it’s better to ignore it and get on with things. That being said! If I’m at home and I’m sick and I’m feeling particularly sorry for myself, I wouldn’t say no to my mum if she offered to look after me. There’s nothing better than your mum taking care of you.
One of my favourite shows ever, Grey’s Anatomy, recently had an episode where there was an sickness bug going around and the doctors were getting sick. I loved this episode, I thought it was very funny, especially the scenes with Derek and Meredith. Before they fell victim to the illness most of the doctors were refusing to acknowledge that it was happening to them even if it was plainly obvious; a “I’m a doctor, we don’t get sick” attitude. I’m definitely no doctor but I love this attitude towards illness and it did remind me of myself!
Although I like the attitude I have towards this, I reckon I can take it a little too far. A few months ago I hurt my knee pretty badly. Like limping around on it for weeks, constant pain, badly. But as I didn’t really mention it much to my friends I think they thought it was fine after a week or so which resulted in me hurrying to keep up a lot of the time, pain, and I’m sure it took a lot longer to heal than it should’ve. I would not recommend this to anyone; it’s alright to let people know you’re not okay sometimes!
It can also be taken too far in the other direction, which I wouldn’t recommend either!