I am struggling tonight with what to write about. My day was packed with activities none of which were unto themselves interesting enough to warrant a discussion. I don’t have any pressing thoughts or even worries tonight. I was disappointed a bit this morning as I counted up all the pills I find myself on again. 19 pills a day after I had reduced it at one point in the last five months to almost 5. The back slide is not an indication of my overall feeling which is one of the most frustrating parts of this ongoing battle. I feel good and taking the meds may have something to do with it but swallowing the need for the medication is still difficult. The truth is though with days when I feel good, I am active, and I don’t have much else to dwell upon I should just be happy. So happy I will be.
Head Up, Heart Strong. I need a cure.