Coming out of the fog

For the first three weeks after my moms diagnosis I felt like I was in a bit of a fog, sort of floating through life, I did the bare minimum at my own home as far as housework but mostly I didn't feel like doing anything. It was taking all of my energy just to survive each day. Today is the first day I feel like I'm coming out of it though I do admit that it is forced. I mopped the floors, cleaned the kitchen and tended to some other things that I needed to do...I had to force myself to start but it felt good to get things done...I need to figure out how to stay busy, staying busy helps, it makes me feel alive again. Unfortunately I am unable to work for my own health reasons so it is hard to find things to stay busy with. I do a lot of artwork but that doesnt keep my mind busy, just my hands...