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Jan. 9th, 2010 09:46 amNo layout yet, and no icons, but I'm leaping straight in with a first post.
I am Deb, and this is my diary about pain.
Saying "Diary" makes me want to start this out with "Still not well."
You could say I'm a bit punchy from the antibiotics. Just a bit. But the sentiment is true, and after the last dozen or so years, I'm beginning to wonder if I will ever be truly well. I'm not sure I remember what well feels like. I'm almost 42, and the longer this goes on, the more I know my body is still breaking down in the background. So if I can kick whatever it is that's kicking my butt, what will I be left with? I wonder sometimes if the healing will help.
I have to hope it does, because hope is all I have in the long run.
After my shower today I reached down and picked up the bath mat from the floor and didn't want to cry while doing it. This is an improvement. It's either a good day, or a show that the antibiotics are working. But now, two hours later, my inner thigh feels like it's burning, which is a less good sign, considering I've taken tylenol today and was hoping for a good one. I'm going to go do some stretches in a bit, see what I can work out. See how we'll be doing.
( let's cut to the introduction and history )
We'll see how this goes. Maybe this'll at least give me some tracking for what my days are really like. Better than clamming up and just trying to grit my teeth and bear it.
I am Deb, and this is my diary about pain.
Saying "Diary" makes me want to start this out with "Still not well."
You could say I'm a bit punchy from the antibiotics. Just a bit. But the sentiment is true, and after the last dozen or so years, I'm beginning to wonder if I will ever be truly well. I'm not sure I remember what well feels like. I'm almost 42, and the longer this goes on, the more I know my body is still breaking down in the background. So if I can kick whatever it is that's kicking my butt, what will I be left with? I wonder sometimes if the healing will help.
I have to hope it does, because hope is all I have in the long run.
After my shower today I reached down and picked up the bath mat from the floor and didn't want to cry while doing it. This is an improvement. It's either a good day, or a show that the antibiotics are working. But now, two hours later, my inner thigh feels like it's burning, which is a less good sign, considering I've taken tylenol today and was hoping for a good one. I'm going to go do some stretches in a bit, see what I can work out. See how we'll be doing.
( let's cut to the introduction and history )
We'll see how this goes. Maybe this'll at least give me some tracking for what my days are really like. Better than clamming up and just trying to grit my teeth and bear it.
