I can't believe it's been more than a month since I posted. The winter is always a rough time for me, but then, when isn't it when you have a chronic illness.
I haven't felt as well of late, the fatigue at times overwhelming that I spend the majority of my time in bed. Deal with it, I tell myself and try to get the things done I need to do, but that eliminates so many other things.
Last week I was to have lunch with my brother, which meant a long drive, followed by a long lunch. As much as I love these trips into the city, the time with my brother, the opportunity to shop, sometimes I can't face even the walk across the parking lot to my car.
My brother, the best brother ever, came to me instead, and we had a visit, and lunch out. I so appreciate his effort, and the gifts.
It was a busy week, (my birthday), so I had another dinner out and some company. By Friday I was done and slept, off and on, for like eighteen hours. Felt like I'd lost a day and couldn't keep my calendar straight.
Apparently my favorite saying is "It is what it is" and I have a beautiful plaque to prove it. I think that sums up things for me, this is my life and I have to make the best of it, keeping fighting through the pain and the fatigue, or risk missing out on the good life has to offer.
And, it doesn't hurt to have some help along the way.