Fibro fog, pain, writing sandwiched in between. Quotes. Sermon notes. Encouragement. |
A Texas Sunrise A friend, William Taylor, took this picture. He visits Surfside Beach with his dogs almost every morning, watching the sun rise while the dogs prance about at the water's edge. This is only about ten miles from where I lived in Lake Jackson, Texas. Sadly, I only visited this beach about four times in the six years I lived nearby. Each day is a challenge. A challenge to get by without thinking about the fibromyalgia pains. A challenge to stay awake when chronic fatigure wants to take over. And a challenge to navigate through fibro fog. I haven't been writing as much as in the past. For years, I wrote at least 500 words a day. Now, I'm lucky if I write 500 words in month. Sigh. For more information about what my day (or life) is all about with fibromyalgia, chronic fatigue, chronic pains, IBS, depression and everything else thrown in, check this out:
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There is good news and bad news. The good news is that on my right side, I have a benign lump. The bad news is that on my left side, I have invasive ductal carcinoma. I have to choose my cancer doctor soon, because this cancer grows quickly. |
"A word is not the same with one writer as with another. One tears it from his guts. The other pulls it out of his overcoat pocket." ~ Charles Peguy |
I won't know the results of my breast biopsies until tomorrow or the next day. Meanwhile, I was reading through my notebook. Kenzie says: "If you dream of being a writer, you already are one! The words are merely being held prisoner in your mind. Release them!" |
Still requesting prayers. Today, I had biopsies of both breasts. |
I had my first fall as an elderly person. Hubby and son were not in the room with me, but even so, I was embarrassed. I jumped up immediately, which was a huge mistake. Jumping up quickly like I would have done successfully 20 years ago caused me to lose my balance again. I ended up with a bruise on my right breast, 2 bruises on my left arm, an open wound on my right knee, a bruise on my jawline and neck. I have absolutely no idea how any of that makes sense. I look like I've been in a car accident or maybe even in a fight. And all I did was fall in the living room where there is carpet and nice cushy furniture. "My Favorite Neighbor" "Sharing Sunshine...It's What I Do!" "Admirable Women" "Whose Work Are You Stealing?" "The Potter's Cup and Saucer" |