I nearly gave up yesterday.
Giving up the struggle suddenly seemed like a very good idea.
When it was just the pain in my back and knees that I had to cope with was bad enough. Add the new problems with my head into the mix, and everything seemed futile.
Managing my exercise regime was hard enough, but strangely, I thought I was accomplishing something. But there isn’t anything I can do to help my head. It is getting slowly worse and affecting all the things that matter to me, writing, blogging, and thinking straight.
I can barely get through all our emails before my vision dwindles, I cannot think straight, and my brain hollers uncle.
The time I seem to be allowed gets less all the time, and that’s when I fell into the worst pity party of all time. It all felt so hopeless.
I grizzled for over an hour, all the while wondering if I could stagger outside to play with the traffic! I took Calms and Rescue Remedy, hoping for a reprieve.
My family were holding their breath, not knowing what to do for the best, so when I finally surfaced and stated ‘That’s quite enough of that!’ they relaxed and laughed their heads off. More relieved than I felt, I thought.
I spent the rest of the day trying to relax, but my head wasn’t having any of that. It was back, nagging me to get on with the book promotion, and like an idiot, I started thinking…
I’m not sunk yet, guys!
Love, Jaye 💖💖
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