Yes, here I go quoting Queen again, and Bo-Rap no less. But it just fits. I mentioned in my last post that I spent the better part of the last three months in a deep fog of fatigue, pain and other side effects. Normally I can push through all of this, even if doing so …
Kat’s recounting of dreams quashed and others coming true with hard work is very humbling and inspiring. Chronic illness hits us all hard; however, it is what we make of our lives in spite of it that matters.
The day before Valentine’s day, it was a lung infection and a prescription for an antibiotic I turned out to be allergic to. A week of hives later, there are now four classes of antibiotics I’m allergic to and another I shouldn’t take except in emergencies because of my connective tissue disorder.
It was a month-old flu, that I got in January, that led to that lung infection. Less than a month later, on March 3, I woke up on Saturday morning with what I thought was one of the worst migraines I’d ever had.
Basically, all this leads to me being sick practically all of 2018. Time has flown by, mostly because it has been a fog of illness and new fun symptoms on top of my regular chronic illnesses.
Then, on top of that, after a week of a sinus infection on top of a double ear infection…
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