This time, all of my joints were screaming in pain. I ached all over. The weather in Chicagoland wasn't helping. Ah the joys of winter leaving and spring arriving. I decided to go see my doctor just to be sure something else wasn't wrong (I had other symptoms, too). Lots of bloodwork later, I was fine.
Now I wait.
I make sure I rest and push myself just a little bit to take care of myself and the living around me. Namely, my cats. I don't isolate. I keep taking my meds as prescribed. I do the basics.
One day, the fatigue will lift.
One night, I will sleep better.
Until then, I keep my faith in God that He'll give me the strength I need each day to do His will. Today, He gave me the strength to do some writing.
For that, I am very grateful.
It's the little things!
