small miracles

First, I would just like to say thank-you to all who wrote and/or called to support me last week.  I was in a very low place.  And when I'm that low I usually feel very very alone.  I don't have a huge support network, but after receiving all the support I did last week, I realize I do have people in my life who care.

We've been facing grey day after grey day here.  I don't mind winter when it's snowy.  But I do not like that brown mucky pre and post winter time.  Well it rained and we lost most of the snow.  What's left is slushy and brown.  I woke up this morning and thought it must be really early because it was so dark out, but it was just the grey socked-in sky.  Isn't Thunder Bay supposed to be one of the sunniest cities in eastern Canada?  I could use some sun beaming through the window.

While I can complain about this dull, gloomy weather, on the positive side, the antibiotic vancomycin that I had to wait weeks for started to do it's thing after about 24 hrs.  It was amazing.  While the intestinal issues aren't completely gone, I'm not spending near the time sitting on the throne and since I started the drug I have not been nauseous at all....even once.  And I've been hungry!....I can't remember the last time I felt hungry like this?  On the other hand, I'm still having some intestinal pain and the drug is causing some pretty significant fatigue.....or is that just the M.E.?

Anyways, I feel like this drug has been like a small miracle.  I'm so glad I got it and a little amazed at how quickly it worked.  I really wonder how long I've been dealing with this c. difficile? Months? Years?

My roommate came down with what we thought might be influenza, but after less than 48hrs he's back on his feet so it must have been some 24hr bug?  I'm hoping with my low immunity that I don't catch it.  Fingers crossed.

It did remind me, though, how tough us sickies are.  Seriously.  He was so miserable (and rightly so); but as he lay there moaning I thought "we do this every day, for years!".   I wondered what would happen if I moaned and groaned every single day?  I think the few people I know would run in the opposite direction as fast as they could.  (To be fair, I do a good bit of moaning here on this blog).  But it did give me a moment of self respect.

Anyways, I thought I'd share that small bit of good news.