Burn Out

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I am LDS, and this weekend we were blessed to hear from Pres. Henry B. Eyring of the First Presidency. His talk was fantastic, but he caught my attention especially when he said the word caregiver. :) Here is what he said: “You have observed and felt that blessing, whenever you have cared for someone for even a short time you have felt love for the person you served...Because caregivers are mortal, that love may also be interrupted by feelings of frustration and fatigue. That is another reason why the Lord lets us have the help of others in our service to those in need, that is why the Lord has created societies of caregivers. Even though extended and loving service to people is richly rewarded, you have learned that there are physical, emotional and financial limits to what is possible, the person giving care long enough can become the one who needs care.”


Pres. Eyring knows us pretty well. Burn out is VERY common among caregivers. Here are some easy and easy ways to give yourself a little love and hopefully keep those batteries charged :)
  1. Take a nap/Go to bed early! Give your body a chance to rest and recharge. 
  2. Put in some piano music (I love Piano Guys or Paul Cardall) and lotion your legs, feet, arms, and hands, massaging and taking it slow. 
  3. Have a favorite treat-Don't go crazy, but a candy bar or a cupcake isn't gonna kill you :)
  4. On your night off, be a bum-PJs, take out chinese, rent your favorite season of a TV show, and let yourself veg. 
  5. Get a massage! I can't emphasize this enough-we do so much lifting and working we need to pamper our bodies more than the average person. 
  6. Go for a drive-I did this once up at school, took the car and drove for a half hour or more going absolutely nowhere. I ended up in the middle of nowhere and it was the best feeling in the world :)
  7. Have a sing-a-long- I do this all the time :) haha Just blast the music until you can't hear yourself anymore and go to town! :)
Have a fabulous week guys! :)

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