Maybe this new med will help after all. I doubted it every day. But yesterday and today I feel more alive or more like wanting to be alive. The constant fatigue has left. My armpits still itch but not as bad. The eating thing continues and the fewer clothes I can wear. One more week until I see my doctor. I can’t fathom trying another medication if this one isn’t right. What a guinea pig I am!
Breathe, Sharon , breathe! Relax and put your shoulders down. Goodness, you are home by yourself. Nothing to be tense about, yet that’s just it. I live tense. It must take a lot of energy to do that. I guess that’s why I tire so often.
What have I accomplished today? What would make my day worthy? I devoted time to the Lord and found peace. I gathered some kindling wood before it rained for our fires. I picked lettuce for dinner and swept the hallway. Of, course I fed Pierre and combed him. I watched Downton Abby which lasted 2 hours recorded on the DVR. I looked on FB, read my email, the usual small stuff. And now Eric is home. Can that be it? Yes, that is it!
I had more hopes for these past hours. I was sure I would write my belated Christmas letter. Finish Rebecca’s Christmas wreath. Maybe feed the potted plants and do my homework for Bible Study? I did pray for family and friends. That is significant work! It wasn’t a waste. Tomorrow holds more promise, I’m sure!