Stepping Stones

A woman's journey through life while juggling the affects of Psoriatic Arthritis.

Saturday, November 05, 2005

Pulling the Covers over My Head

I want to start out today's entry by saying something to my sister in Texas. Her father passed away unexpectedly on Thursday. I just want you to know that I love you, Sis, with my heart and soul. I am there with you in spirit, strength and love. In your darkest moments, I am there holding you, comforting you, even if you don't see me. Hang in there, darlin. I love you.

Today is definitely one of the few days when I can't make myself be happy about anything. Normally there's a little something but not today. Not only do I feel bad because I'm sick and miserable physically and mentally, but mainly because I can't be there to hold her when she cries. She lost her mother in July after a long battle with an illness, but her father's death was a surprise. Top all that with having to deal with a chronic disease such as arthritis and moving out of Hurricane Rita's way, she's had a very very hard year. *sighs*

When I woke up this morning, the skies were gray and cloudy, blocking out the sunshine. My muscles have eased up a little while the joints are aching from the pain I was in yesterday. On top of that my sinuses have indeed been congested but no fever. So my body is fighting it off! Yay. Lol, the only sad fact is that I visit the bathroom more that usual on Saturdays after my shot on Friday nights. I don't know exactly why that is but I have noticed it, especially in the past few weeks. I just feel drained. I want so very much for this tired feeling to pass so that I may be able to do the things I have gotten used to doing on my own. I just keep in mind that this will pass, as all things do.

This post won't be that long. I apologize for that. I just don't feel well and I know that if I keep typing that all I will put here is negativity. I don't want to give that a voice. I'd rather give positivity a voice, showing that yes, I'm still alive. I can still eat and drink. I can still give love and keep my faith strong. Hang in there everyone. Clouds are carried upon the wind currents, they don't stay around long.

Until next time,
Kim

1 Comments:

  • At 12:11 PM, Anonymous Anonymous said…

    You are the Angel that sits on my shoulder, Sis. I take you with me everywhere I go. There isn't a day that goes by that I don't think of you. I'm so lucky to have you as a 'bestest' friend. Someone to truly love and cherish as a 'blood sister.' I know our special friendship will last all the days of this life and into the rest of the next lives.

    Bear Hugs to You and Bubba.

     

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