Today, I had one of those extremely rare days in my life that I’ve learned to deeply cherish. I actually felt well.
For those who generally enjoy good health, periods of not feeling well are, most thankfully, the exception. Those who deal with chronic illness, however, often encounter the inverse: not feeling well becomes the norm.
As a result of feeling relatively better today, I overdid the vast majority of my activities. I know that, most likely, I’ll end up paying deeply for this over-extension.
I’ll suffer from increased fatigue, and possibly other symptoms, as a result of choosing to push beyond my illness-imposed limitations.
However, who can really blame me? I simply wanted a day of pure enjoyment, of temporarily forgetting about my persistent limitations.
Chronic illness has taken so very much from my life. Today, I chose instead to take something from illness: priceless memories that will be stored in my memory bank, to be accessed just when I need to draw upon them the very most.