Woke up this morning knowing I was going to feel awful.  Just didn’t realize how awful.  I haven’t felt this sick in a minute but the weather and the poison ivy and a whole bunch of things combined to bring me to my knees.

I got up.  Showered.  Went through the rhythms of morning routine – Athletic Greens and vitamins and omegas and green smoothies and neti pots and I threw in a nice facial steam to loosen up the junk in my sinuses.  I’m feeling … okay.  But I know that it will take a couple days to fully recover from this and I have an appointment with Dr. M tomorrow … so my timeline is somewhat truncated.

Having MS is a funny, constant struggle to figure things out without there ever being a definitive answer.  And even though I know that there are no answers, that there will never be answers, that sometimes one thing will work and then it will not … even though I know all these things, I still search.  Because if I’m not searching, then in some ways, that means I’ve given up.  And I won’t waste this precious life I’ve been given feeling defeated.

Going to rest today.  Try to take care of myself. Remind myself to give grace.  To take a moment.  To heal.

Happy Sunday.

Xox, g