Thought for the Day:

Hope is the thing with feathers
That perches in the soul.
And sings the tune
Without the words,
and never stops at all.

- Emily Dickinson

Saturday, November 26, 2016

If I could only find words....

I know words will never be able to come close to describing how horrible this disease is to experience, especially the crashes.  Today "holocaust of the body" popped into my head.  I feel so ill and sick and fluey - every cell screams for lack of energy.  It is too much to even stand up, like torture.  I want to curl up in a ball in bed and have it done with.  But this too shall pass?? My brain knows this but it's hard to convince my body of it.

I am visiting friends in MN for the first time in more than two years.   This is due to dealing with my mom's illness and passing a year ago and the subsequent family upheaval. Also, my own health situation which makes even riding a few hours in a car daunting.  Right now I'm crashed and I wish I were home suffering in my own bed.  I hope my friends who read this are having a better day than me.  I'll post again when I'm feeling better.

1 comment:

  1. Hoping you are on the upswing of your crash by now, but know I am sending thoughts your way and hoping you are getting to enjoy breathing MN air in the company of good friends while you are there. TC

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