As a relatively new arthritis patient, I have been exposed to a proverbial deluge of information explaining how I can carpe diem despite my disease. Articles and pamphlets on exercise regimes, diets, or drugs and internet support groups galore are telling me that no matter how bleak my diagnosis, I can still live a full and happy life.
Which is comforting, seeing as I have been doing a lot of that lately.
I sometimes feel like there are too many therapies in my life. Even on the days when I am not at the doctor, my time is eaten alive by physical therapy and pain management regimes, not to mention an anti-inflammatory diet and a rigid sleep schedule. Even though technically I'm "lying around all day", it's not very relaxing.
Every now and then, I think about what I'll do, one day, when I'm free. Depending on how much I'm willing to delude myself about my physical realities, I can imagine myself in all sorts of places and doing all sorts of things. When I pull myself back to the present, though, I know that most of those ideas are impossibilities. That's when I wonder what I'm fighting so hard every day to attain.
Will most of my life be a beta version of this?
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Hi Cheshire
ReplyDeleteIf you would care to contact me I can forward some info that woulod be very helpful or has certainly been very helpful to me
Best Vince
Hey Cheshire, it took me a couple minutes to figure out WHO you are! Thanks for the beer tip--I almost typed "teer bip" since I just downed a not-so-worthy bud lite!
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