Success is a funny old thing.
You make plans, and then something happens and you can't follow them, so your brain tells you you failed.
Yesterday was one of those days. Body strop meant I didn't even get my basic physio done and most of the day was spent half awake.
However, take a step back and think:
I put toothpaste on my toothbrush and soap on my hands.
I put the teabag in my mug and the laundry soap in the washing machine.
I put dinner in my mouth - which I successfully chewed and swallowed.
I used heat, relaxation and distraction to help manage my pain.
I read some things on face book and wrote a few relatively coherent comments.
I successfully spent periods of time hibernating from the world.
I changed channels on the TV, and I watched a DVD too - successfully operating all the necessary technical kit.
And best of all, I got through it in a way that means to day is a better day.
There was a lot I couldn't do, but that doesn't take away these truths. I didn't do a single thing from my ToDo list, but I sure was successful all the same!