So today I woke up feeling crappy as always. My joints are still killing me and I have zero energy. We ran a few errands today and that was good to get out of the house….but I could tell something was different…I was sick. I felt sick to my stomach most of the time and just felt weak. When we were out all I could think about was coming home and getting under my warming blanket. This is not typical for me. I love getting out and running errands. Even if if it’s just a few things we need…. I loved it. Today I could tell something was different. Scratch that…someone was different. Me.
I am so thankful for everyone that follows my blog and facebooks/emails/and texts me daily to check on me. It has truly shown me who is there for me during my time of need. I have never in my life needed more support than I do now.
It’s hard to explain, but everyday I wake up I have to engage in a battle. A battle to suffer and get beaten down in order to come out ahead and beat this disease. I can’t hide from it. I can’t even run away from it. It will totally break me down, and somehow someway I need to still be standing at the end. It has given me a whole new compassion for anyone who fights a disease of any kind. It is life changing.
I am sore and tired and need some rest. Until tomorrow, hugs and kisses