* Oh the weekend, I used to love them. Now they just blend with the rest. This maybe part of me that misses work the most, weekends meaning something. I would do days upon days of shifts at the hospital just to have like 5 days off in a row. Those days flew by and by the last night I was either ready for work or wishing I had more time. Now, all I have is time. In the words of Monk, it's a blessing and a curse. To get this time I had to become sick and everyday brings a different feeling. My medications keep me even most of the time but when they do not,WOW! Pain and more pain. So in a way I am still just getting segments of family time, but instead of work interrupting it is disease. The biggest plus I see from this is getting to see and experience my daughter growing and learning. That my friends is the hard part, keeping a positive attitude. I could so easily sit depressed and think of ways to end this misery. While these thoughts creep in from time to time, I combat it with the WORD of God and my family. While you reading my not believe I urge you to read the bible or find something positive to insert into your life to ease the depression associated with any disabling disease.
* I used to love weather changes. Rain coming in, wind ushering in winter, or just a slight drop in temperatures. I still love them but my arthritic joints hate it. The first 36 hours are the worst. After that I assimilate to the new injection of stiffness and pain. I just hope as winter inches closer that the weather makes it worth the discomfort. Imagine beautiful fall color slowing fading to the grey dullness of early winter and snowy days with chimneys bellowing that awesome smell of true winter. My luck, it'll rain the next 3 weeks. Rip all the leaves away and then be like 55 degrees all winter. Total dud!
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