Tantalized

I feel absolutely fine today. Like a normal human being.

It did not take me ten minutes to get out of bed while I laboriously unkinked my spastic limbs and found my balance. That was my first clue that something was…right. I am not groaning (openly or silently) with every move. Nothing overtly hurts, dizziness is not causing reverberations throughout my body with every movement, I can get up and out of a chair without Herculean effort. I feel like…dare I say it... a well person!

I am giddy with the sheer bliss of it. That I am living a day without being reminded every second I am really, really sick. And yet I cannot fully enjoy it because I keep wondering when is it going to stop and I will go back to what I was just yesterday.

Perhaps I was abducted by aliens during the night? Not to be greedy, but while they were at it, couldn’t they have made me thin too?

And just like that....

...it's over. Well for now. Right after I post my saddest, most brutally depressing post ever. How ironic.

It has happened so fast, I have not even gotten used to the idea yet.

I’ve been offered a temporary, three month position doing work for a large physician practice management organization (that is what my background is). They wanted me to start immediately. And so I will. :)

It has been so long and so hard, I am having a hard time getting excited or even feeling happy. I am relieved. It is a reprieve. If they like me, the assignment could be extended.

Oh my goodness. I feel as though I can breathe again. Although it is going to take so much work to clean up the mess this debacle has left behind. But I can only take on one thing at a time.

Thank you everyone for your good wishes and prayers and encouragement. Thank you to my family and my parish family and my friends, especially Christine and Cathy, who stuck by me and endlessly offered support and love and hope.

I have so much to be grateful for.

I’M WORKING AGAIN!!!!!!!!