Last month she switched my medication regimen again. Blech. What a tiring mess. I have become the poster child for Lyme Disease. I'd rather be something else.
Today I went and had my PICC line placed.
The medications will be twice a day for a month to start. I have a little PTSD thinking about my last round of IV meds and my 10 day hospital stay. I'm hoping it doesn't turn that way this time.
Last Sunday at church I spoke with a woman who had breast cancer. While I don't compare my illness to hers, we share a lot of the same symptoms and frustrations in just trying to get through our day.
I said to her, "How's your facade doing?" She started to laugh knowing that outwardly we look fine and even manage to do it all some days. Inwardly-we look and feel like hell. "My Facade is holding up quite well thank you."
For now-life continues. The kids are still happily homeschooling (most days), we are preparing costumes for Halloween and I chug along.
2 comments:
I actually often think that the facades help us keep going. If we didn't "have" to put them up, then there may be nothing to hold us up at times. Facades can be useful in many ways. I think we often believe our own facades.
I hope your insides match your outsides soon.
((hugs)) I have been so wrapped up in my own world, I am sorry you are dealing with this.
I hope you feel better soon.
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