Some days I question if I am really sick. I wonder if I make my condition worse in my mind than the reality. I thought I defeated the denial elephant (borrowing a phrase from you, Dude) long ago. Or does denial allow us to live on a daily basis with a disease for which no cure exists?
I sometimes question the time I spend on the couch doing nothing. Am I lazy?
My finger joints hurt. Growing older or more problems related to the PH? Same with the muscle aches.
I am a good little patient. I do not bother Doc with this silly symptom syndrome. That put me into the hospital for 10 days.
Lots of people are worse off than I am, so maybe I am not that sick.
Yes, I am sick, but I am doing OK for right now.
Later, Dude.
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