I really thought I was getting better lately.
I’ve mentioned my health problems here before but not a ton of detail. I have lots of stuff “wrong” with me…Panic/Anxiety Disorder, Depression, Diabetes, CFS (Chronic Fatigue Syndrome), Fibromyalgia, and just recently I learned that my liver is beginning to fail.
To only be 43 years old, that’s a ton of crap to have wrong with you. I feel like an 85 y/o when I have to down a handful of pills a few times a day and never feeling quite right. Ugh.
This is not the place that I usually talk about these things but sometimes real life is a part of our art life…one affects the other in every way. It certainly works that way for me…art is my escape and my outlet, my illnesses rear their heads into my art. It’s a give and take.
Anyway, my reason for talking about all of that is just to say that I’ve had a bit of a relapse or maybe a little temporary downturn in my health. It’s pretty well kept me in bed most of the week, feeling sick as a dog, hurting all over, running back and forth to the bathroom (ugh!), and just feeling like a big ol’ fat loser.
I haven’t even had the energy to keep up with all my blog favorites the way I like to do. I hate that! I keep feeling like I’m missing out on things that you all are doing and saying.
Hell, I feel like I’m missing out on LIFE!
But I am willing myself to feel better. I have to feel better.
My grandson Noah turned 5 years old today and, come hell or high water, I will be at his Chuck-e-Cheese birthday party in Arkansas on Saturday. No way I’m missing that party…he’s counting on his Nana being there. I’m counting on it, too.
So, that’s where I’ve been the past few days. In bed. Just me and my journal…occasionally some music or a little TV but always me and my art journal…oh, and the hubby. We do let him snuggle in with us, too.
I hope you’re all doing well. I will catch up with each of you, eventually. Just give me a little time.
Peace & Love,