Today I did a simple thing: I asked for help. I was trying to do my blood sugar test and couldn't get the meter to register, and I picked up the phone and talked to someone at the diabetes center. She suggested I come in for a minute and I did, and felt a whole lot better. I have trouble asking for help, but this time I could handle looking like an idiot, I just wanted to figure the darned gadget out. The nurse was great, and patient, and I am a step further in handling the monitoring of my disease. I took responsibility and stopped wondering about what people would think of me.
I'm going to try to make it a habit to ask for help daily, when I need it. No one can read my mind, and I've learned even my husband needs to be told, instead of me steaming because he doesn't notice what is going on with me. When I ask, he helps. When I don't, he is in his own world, oblivious to me. That's okay. I see that. So I speak up. Now I'm going to try it with new and different people. And be grateful for their help. Straightforward instead of convoluted. What a concept!
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