Gentle ((( Joyce ))).
Sometimes it just gets too tiring to wear your pain around with you all the time...
How good would it be if you could get a few hours a day painfree and nominate *which* hours they are?
I guess even though we ARE realistic about the life we are living, we always hope that someone, somewhere will say "hey, I can fix that!"
To hear the plain hard truth is never a joy - it just serves to remind us that although we should never give up hope of feeling better, in reality it is a daily grind with more lowlights than highlights.
I just keep telling myself "find the joy in every day" - I know you do this already but some days it is hard to spot the joyful bits.
Today, I went for a walk in a bushland area that I had been told was good for the ground orchids that are starting to come back to life after their winter sleep. I went with my good friend and we enjoyed the tramp, the company, the sunshine and the many treasures we spotted along the way.
In order to do this, I took the Big Gun pain meds at lunchtime before I set off, wore my super comfy walking boots (which are STILL on my feet 6 hours later because my feet and ankles hurt so much less in them... )and I took my Nordic pole, so I could get up from sitting, lying and crouching to photograph those little beauties.
Very proud of myself that I didn't have to ask her for a hand up *once*! (although it would have been graciously given.
Keep on trudging along the Path of Limited Options and remember to stop and enjoy those momentary glimpses of dappled sunlight.