I returned from CA on July 9th and got right back into my life in FL. Not so fast, my body said after two days. And I’m still struggling almost two weeks later.
So, what’s the lesson? I’m sorry to say I don’t know. Should I have gone to bed when I felt well enough to go out and do things? Would that have helped? I have to go to bed frequently enough so I steer clear when I can. Like MS annoyances, the lessons change with every situation.
I thought the high vitamin d had cured me and I was someone new. A few days back home, not being able to get out of bed and an emotional meltdown, and I was face to face with my old self again.
My sticking to The Protocol is still very much in gear. Well, except I ate four little cookies last night that we had hoped to bring to friends’ house for the social after the Rosary for Peace. But I couldn’t face washing my hair (again) much less getting dressed and going out at 7:30 p.m. As it was, I was in bed by 9 and asleep soon after. Night activities are not for me. Right now. This week. Who knows? I’d be tired of the uncertainty but it’s so familiar.
Again, I am the one canceling things at the last minute. Ranting until my poor husband is emotionally drained. I thought I left this behind. Maybe the lesson is: You can’t lose MS that fast.
I think I have caught up this week with long naps and early-to-bed nights. I have put my problems in Jesus’ hands. I’ll start again…
There’s the lesson.