So. Much. Coughing.
Yet – it was productive!
Small victories?
The sun is brilliantly shining and after coughing up much gook I feel better. But, mentally I’m super sad – grieving the Jenny that once was.
I once could do ALL THE THINGS and just be tired the next day. Nope, not anymore. Having multiple chronic illnesses means I really need to listen and rest and moderate and set boundaries. This makes me sad. I want to do things. I don’t want to disappoint people I love by canceling. I don’t want to disappoint, myself either.
I HATE THIS.
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