Trapped in bed. Do I stop making plans?
Overdid it today, a happy day where I got to see my niece & nephews reunited with their Dad.
Witnessing the screaming, running, crying reunions were worth every bit of the pain & fatigue.
Who knows how long I’ll pay for the rare two day streak of activity.
Who knows when I’ll go back to sleeping more than 4 hours. But #MySpoons are now in the negative.
I need to work. $1000 of just the *essential* bills.
So frustrating to know what needs to be done but trapped in cycles of pain & exhaustion.
I don’t have answers today. Trying to focus on counting blessings instead.
Blessings like, I made it through the important things. I was present. I could help, in small portions.
Blessings like having someone to make me dinner, on this day where I now can’t even get up to go to the rest room right away.
Blessings like being with my sister & her understanding me so much that she knows when my fatigue is about to hit before I do.
Blessings like being able to call & day “I know it’s late. Can you give me a few more days?”
Blessings like the answer I need not the one I fear.
It’s really too bad you can’t eat blessings. Hard as life can be? I’d never starve.
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