I needed a little lift yesterday.
I haven't been sleeping very well - I suspect some of the anti-viral medicine I'm taking doesn't agree with me.
I wake up in the middle of the night, heart pounding, head sweaty having another nightmare. I also have a constant low level headache. And while it's not excruitating, it just enough to make everything feel like a chore.
This week has been dedicated to sorting out end of financial year stuff for the farm and catching up on jobs I haven't got to since I had treatment. I've spent hours on the phone. Talking is not what I like to use my phone for. Especially when the girls always seem to find a reason to argue the moment I answer the phone.
Nothing's wrong, I'm just tired and cranky.
Then yesterday afternoon I got to have a conversation I really wanted to have. A chat with my neurologist's office to learn that there were no new lesions on my latest MRI. Its an enormous relief and goes some way to confirming my suspicion that the last lesion was a pre-treatment arrival.
Just the shot in the arm I needed and a little reminder to continue to expect my miracle.
I have a sign in my office that says "hold the vision, trust the process". Being in business is full of ups and downs, and the sign is there to remind me that a rough patch doesn't mean that the goal posts have moved. It applies equally to my treatment.
how's this week treating you?
ever just had to keep the faith?