Stall Rest Chronicles 4 April, House Restful

Explanation. We have a horse on stall rest following colic surgery. This has taken over the blog. Mostly. [Begin, Phase IV]

Fourth month post surgery
Week 4 of four weeks pasture rest

The house is exhausted.

We had a small, overnight storm during the weekend. In the morning, the horses were as tired as if they had endured a full night of high-volume Sturm und Drang.

I’ve notice the same with me. I feel fine. Well-rested. Well-fed. Perfectly normal. Then I am subject to the slightest mental or physical effort. Suddenly I’m on mile 21 of the Boston Marathon, I’ve climbed Heartbreak Hill, and I am staggering toward the finish.

No one has any reserves.

This is not surprising.

Being worn out is reasonable response to the global stress of the last few years and the personal stress of the last few months. [How Wednesday Became Thursday, see three nopes.]

I have to keep remembering to grant myself grace.

“Chronic exposure to fear and anxiety (which are forms of pain), have a real, measurable traumatic effect on the brain, dealing neurological damage which is worse because it repeats every day.” Ex Urbe: Self-Care & Healthy Work Habits for the Pandemic

Onwards!
Katherine