Struck by the irony
I couldn’t help smile
Another lesson learned
With laughter from my mouth…
I knew this flare would hit
That it was going to overwhelm
No matter the preparations
No amount of rest would change it…
This morning I was given a gift
Unexpected and of great impact
Providing a brief window
To step outside of the intolerable pain…
I had done my part
Resting as much as possible
In anticipation of riding in the rig
To enjoy some time with my hubby and son…
There is truly no way to prepare
My body is its own prison
Yet it will not prevent me
From holding tight to opportunities with repercussion…
This path of chronic conditions/illnesses and pain
Is fraught with boulders, sheer cliffs, downed trees and more
Obstacles unimagined from the mind of health
It becomes the ultimate learning tool…
With overwhelming pain
Stabbing, searing, burning and tearing
Stomach cramping, blurry vision and headache
Lying down and praying for relief…
This flare will ease in time
Symptoms will once again manifest
In a more “orderly” fashion
Depending upon the combination of conditions…
I had gone to bed early
Anything touching my skin
Exacerbating my pain level
Simple prayer to beg for rest…
I knew I would be home bound
Legs heavy with slow methodical gait
Symptoms scream at the top of their lungs
A brief thought of riding in the rig…
Images immediately flash in my mind
Like viewing a video
I see myself saying a simple prayer
I am reminded of my promise to rest…
Caught and called out
I laugh and nod my head
Again amazed by an awesome God
Who shared some humor with me…
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Lovely…rest up warrior 😘