Wow, it has been a rough week. One of the challenges of living with a body with chronic pain or illness is that some days can be unpredictable. I can go to bed feeling pretty swell, and due to a change in the weather, or for no reason at all, getting up the next day makes me feel like a Mack Truck rolled over me. For me, there are always two decisions I have to make on mornings like this. Will I give in to the pain or will I do my damnedest to fight it? Today, I chose to fight it. I don't always do it successfully, at least I was able to chase the Mullygrubbies away for the most part. That is a catapult in the right direction!
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