Cranky… and human
I’m taking a break today to be….cranky.
Am I the ONLY person in the world who ever gets cranky? (Oh, come on!)
Let’s cut to the chase. What’s with the announced and oh-so very pronounced crankiness?
You asked….
My cranky litany originated with a scheduled knee replacement, unfortunately followed by a Covid diagnosis, 3 days post-surgery. (Y’all heard of that virus thing?) And then, my unasked-for Covid education escalated (No!) with something called a Covid rebound (just means the viral sucker snuck back into the picture 4 days after the anti-viral meds finished, for round 2 of the same.) Oh my, oh my, I can’t forget the anemia diagnosis, post-surgery…Oy!
OK, yes, I AM whining… It’s a human thing which, in certain circumstances, has a limited warranty. And, I’m taking advantage of the (limited) warranty, now. (Hey, you can always stop reading, but it does get better. This, too, is a human thing.)
As is the cheerleader circus.
Excuse me?
The cheerleader circus. An intentional behavior that can emerge when universal crankiness has invaded our peace of mind. No admission tickets required. However, it’s clear that we need to evince a willingness to take our turn in the cheerleader circus ring.
Doing what? (I hate embarrassing myself!!)
Nothing external about which to be embarrassed. Just elevating. That’s what cheerleaders do! Elevate the spirits of others. (No alcoholic beverages or smoking artifacts required.) Now, let’s be honest, there’s a certain amount of rah-rah attitude cheerleaders bring to their roles and, yes, this could be embarrassing if viewed by others. But, here’s the BIG aha.. We ALL have internal cheerleaders! When cheering ourselves on, all that rah-rah energy is sub-rosa - known ONLY to each of us individually. Really! No one else need be aware that we’re pumping our little fists in an “I can do this”, or giving ourselves an internal and upbeat pep-talk. It’s an inside cheerleading job; comes with “this being human thing.” However, you do need to activate it. Are you with me, fellow cheerleaders?
I just told my daughter yesterday, after a misperception rant, that finally righted itself after extracting a little more information-it only took three months- “I suck at this being human!”
So crank away, I know full well the frustrations of procedures and covid.
It’s in these times to not deny ourselves a damn thing, yes, it’ll pass, but sometime it just feels better to experience the anger, and pity party fully and tell those cheerleaders to attend someone else’s game.
Cheer up? Psh!
My mom used to mutter to herself; “cheer up, things could be worse, so she cheered up, and sure ‘nuff, things got worse!”
In the meantime I and others, will be here on the sidelines whenever you’re ready.
We are all allowed to get cranky and vent. And, we all need someone to listen to us. It’s validation. This, too, shall pass.