Do We Accept Our Limitations or Push Through Them?
Posted November 13, 2006 12:00 PM
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Dealing with an unexpected major illness (in my case, a blood clot) has run me up against some of my old issues. I’ve always been one of those guys who felt he could do anything. I had a mother who always encouraged and supported my efforts. I buy into the New Age philosophies that say, “whatever we believe we can achieve.” For the most part, this way of thinking and feeling has been helpful in my life. But there are times that I beat my head against a brick wall convinced that I can do something that just is not meant to be. I’ve always wrestled with the question of when to accept limits and when to keep pushing until I achieve my goals.
Over the past weeks I’ve written about my experiences dealing with my mortality: I Don’t Feel Sick, So Why Am I in the Hospital?, When Bad Things Happen to Healthy People, The Doctor Without and the Doctor Within.
Having gotten though the first month of recovery, I’m beginning to get some insights into the larger meaning of my illness. Being a “positive kinda guy,” I believe there are lessons to be learned in all aspects of life. Many people get sick, get well, move on, and want to forget about the pain of the past. I believe there is much wisdom to be gained in exploring the deeper meaning of each of my illnesses. The more frightening they are, the more I’ve found they have to teach me.
It isn’t totally clear yet, but I’m getting insights about the importance of accepting limitations at this time of my life. My “can do” attitude can be valuable. But I’m starting to recognize that a “can’t do” attitude is equally valuable.
As I approach my 63rd birthday, I’m starting to accept the fact that I can’t do the same kind of physical activity I do easily in the past. I’ve stopped playing competitive sports because I couldn’t keep up with the younger guys and I didn’t enjoy the competition as much as I once did. On the other hand, I’ve taken up racquetball and I’ve achieved a level of proficiency I never thought I’d manage. I’ve started lifting weights for the first time in my life and my new strength is very satisfying.
It isn’t always easy for me to recognize when I need to slow down and let go and when I need to step up and go higher.
With this illness, I’m learning to accept the limitations of my life more fully. Maybe it’s OK to say “no” to more things. Maybe it’s OK to slow down instead of speeding up. Maybe it’s OK to stop adding more weights to my routine and just do what feels good. Maybe it’s OK not to always be reaching for the next goal, the next rung on the ladder to being more successful in life. Maybe there are times when “enough is enough.”
I’m also realizing that I need to accept my emotional limitations as well as my physical limitations. Just as I don’t recover as easily from physical injury as I did in the past, I don’t recover from emotional injury as easily. Life stresses that I could easily tolerate in the past are becoming more difficult as I get older. I find I need to rest my emotional body more, just as I need to rest my physical body.
In some ways accepting my emotional limitations is much more difficult than accepting my physical limitations. I’ve always been a very emotional person. I have a manic-depressive personality and often have rather dramatic mood swings. My emotional sensitivity makes me a good therapist and writer, but it also makes me more vulnerable to emotional upsets that can be debilitating. I’m realizing that if I’m going to continue to enjoy good health, I need to accept my limitations. I have to honor my “can’t do” attitude as well as my “can do” attitude.
I need all the help and support I can get. What have your experiences been like? When was healthy for you go push past your limitations and go after your goals? When was it good to accept limitations and learn to live with them?







