Felt dreadful, but made it through three hours of work at the crisis pregnancy center. It was indeed fine to feel like a nurse. Naturally I am still in the training part of the job.
I am exhausted now, and have the sadness that I often feel after doing something "normal". I never really can describe that sensation. Perhaps like those who have been in coma, or else prison. Sometimes you are treated differently...but I cannot exactly find words to explain. Perhaps if I were not so overtired. My body nearly quivers!
If I can hold this job..I will go see about another volunteer position. with these two, it. can be enough hours for active license. otherwise I must make my license retired inactive.
I don't even have the words to thank God for some small relief in symptoms. There just are no words. I can never adequately describe the horror, sickness and misery of these last years....and the terror that as weather changes the pain, sick, and misery will return. Yet to some benefit I pray.
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