For the first time in what seems like forever, I woke up yesterday feeling good. With a clear head, feeling hardly any pain (just expansion ones), I actually felt like me. I had energy, I felt like I actually could concentrate and get things done at work, and I forgot about being sick for a little while. It’s only when I catch my reflection in glass that I’m reminded.
I’m excited. I know this is for a limited time, but I am counting on feeling this way until round two starts on July 3. And I am going to cherish every minute. I am so thankful – it means I can really pack and run and work and just be me for the next week and a half!
Tonight I met some old friends from National Grid for dinner. It was so good to catch up with them and enjoy food without being nauseous and have a drink without being concerned about medications and to stay out past 9 p.m. without being exhausted. I even elected to walk home because it was such a beautiful night in the city and I wanted to enjoy every second of this good feeling. And then out of the blue, halfway down Newbury St., a cute young guy stopped me and gave me a flower. I started to say no thank you and then changed my mind and graciously accepted it. Why not? We both smiled and wished each other a good night. A really nice ending to my day - and a sign of good days ahead!