January 6, 2012 Friday
2011 has made me much more conscious of how precious life is. It has showed me how much my family and church mean to me. It has been painful. It has showed my flaws. 2011 has been hard, but I believe, in the long run, it’ll just be my success story of sticking through and reacting accordingly. It has been a blessing. It has showed me, whether I deny it or not, my life is in God’s hands :o and my time management in dilly dallying has improved. Retrospectively, this year, I’ve traded physical appearance and strength for growth in faith and maturity. I may have now a plethora of—plenty enough!—scars now, :T (I’m not exactly comely now) but my thoughts, are deeper, and my perspective..changed, and still changing, for the better. I have been reminded, (in my face..) of where exactly I should be storing my treasures. My relationship with God is strengthened, and my knowledge of him is just that bit more clearer. And that, is priceless. ♪ ヽ(´・｀)ﾉ
I’ve been able to spend time with my mom, experience life from a different perspective (Being healthy to, now I’m the patient in the hospital…), and just relax. I read a lot now. (=
The changes:
At this moment, I have some ridiculous side effects from my meds..I went from 152 to 168 in two weeks (no joke) of water weight and fat. (my meds make me retain more water) My appetite has grown a lot o: , and my inability to do more than light exercises is reflected in my weight gain. I do go walking every day for at least 35 minutes, with intervals of speed walking~ so I’ve had the privilege of seeing some of that jiggling jelly turn a bit solid this winter break after getting discharged from the hospital. (8
mm, I am still anemic, (in my latest CBC) with my hemoglobin level at 8.8. I have more and more of a moon face, and these pimples are a pain. Overall, I understand that all of this (my symptoms and feebleness) is only temporary, so I shall utilize my time, and press on and run the race. You know which race I’m talking about. ;)
To be honest, I sporadically fight my feelings of reclusive-ness (not a word) more often than naught. I’d rather hermit at home than speak with outsiders. Thus, I am grateful for the people that have contacted me out of the blue for my concern. Why? They helped fight the good fight, motivate, and infected me with positivity. Thank you God for placing them in my life.
My current medications are 20 mg of Prednisone, and 2 x 1600 mg of Asacol, which I have been lucky enough to be able to decrease from before -^^-
Right now, I miss those conversations with some people—intelligent, witty, and what-not—but for now, sleep is priority~ Ta ta for now!
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