This has sure been one of the longer stretches of my being sick. On the plus side, my iritis has eased off enough that I merely have to limit light and be "careful" to wear sunglasses outside. I mainly haven't had to wear then 24/7 as I had been doing. That is a major plus, I really cannot describe how painful and how difficult it was to wear sunglasses all the time. Reading anything was terribly impossible, as it increased my eye discomfort.
I still am having so much issue with feeling very nauseated, spells of being absolutely exhausted--but it is the sick/nausea part that is the most trying.
At this point, I am nearing one month of basically solid illness, though I have not been doing well since about December. Same old story every year, seems to be. I am getting to where I hate Fall and Winter, even though before all this all seasons were my favorite.
Illness has a way of making so much of life negative. And illness has a way of making so much of life positive. I certainly think about how lucky I am to have a safe, warm (and best yet, cold when I need it to be) house, safe people to help me, and kind, patient friends who "wait" for weeks to months between my feeling like visiting.
I am negative about my ability to do what I want to do, the things I am missing out on...and the weather. I never really cared what the weather was, because I saw beauty in it almost always. Now I see clouds and damp with dread--at some point I will feel worse with those two things.
Hopefully summer comes soon and lasts long. Oh, how I should move to a warmer, drier country than here...
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