I don’t think I answered the question of which one is harder: climbing Kilimanjaro or 15 weeks of bed rest. Last week I probably would have said Kilimanjaro. This week bed rest is getting to me a little.
I’ve found myself longing for strange things, like to go to Target. Who can live four months without going to Target?! My sisters gave me all their maternity clothes, most of which are really cute, but instead I’m wearing t-shirts and pajama pants. The one day each week I go to the doctor is my chance to dress nice, except when I come home I’ll be stuck downstairs the rest of the day so I still have to wear something comfortable. Oh the challenges…
Kilimanjaro required a lot of physical training to prepare, as well as a new level of mental toughness. Although I think disciplining my mind is certainly paying off now. What got me through the grueling 8 hour summit in the middle of the night in below zero temperatures was the thought that I’ll have a picture of me at the top and it will be my Facebook profile picture forever. Funny motivation.
One of the most challenging parts of Kilimanjaro for me was not having a lot of people to talk to. I love Jeff, and we had a great time, but I was longing for more people to build relationships with. In comparison, one of the best parts of bed rest are the relationships I’m building with people. I don’t think I could do this without so many friends and family spending time with me. It seems like I’m busier on bed rest than I was before! Having people scheduled to visit really gives me something to look forward to, a reason to put on real clothes, and makes the weeks go faster.
In conclusion, as of now having completed three weeks of bed rest, I think Kilimanjaro was harder. We’ll revisit this topic in a few more weeks and see if I’ve changed my mind. Also, my visitor schedule is open Wednesday, Thursday, and Friday this week so send me an email if you’d like one of those slots 🙂
Two people are better off than one, for they can help each other succeed. If one person falls, the other can reach out and help. But someone who falls alone is in real trouble…A person standing alone can be attacked and defeated, but two can stand back-to-back and conquer. Three are even better, for a triple-braided cord is not easily broken. (Ecclesiastes 4:9–12)
Hi, Debbie – it’s Kati. Been keeping up with your blog and your story through Kristi… I’ve been praying for you and Jeff and baby. 🙂 If I was in Chicago, I’d certainly visit. I wanted to say that I’d never read that verse from Ecclesiastes before and I love it – I find it very comforting. Makes me really thankful for Benjamin and a good marriage. I’m sure you find yourself thanking God for Jeff daily.
Anyway, hugs all around.