Hittin' a Wall

Back to work tomorrow, after having had a nice, relaxing 9 days off. And honestly, I was really hoping to be feeling at least a little bit better by this point.

The yogurt maker I had ordered, in order to try my hand in that, never came, so didn't get to give that a go. But, I ate completely accordingly all week and allowed myself plenty of rest and, though I did feel better for the earlier part of Thursday...  I'm just not seeing any improvement. Which, I realize, is part of this process. It can just be so discouraging sometimes.

And I just want a quick fix.

I want a permanent fix.

I want a fix.

I want to feel better.

I want to feel free to go somewhere (anywhere) and not have to be concerned about restroom locations or how long I can travel by car.

I want to read something other than dietary information or research about this stupid disease, in my spare time.

I want a full night's sleep.

Heck, I just want some 'normal' food.

But... I want to succeed in this.

I want to keep pressing on.

I want to retain hope for a better, healthier future.

I want to be better for it.

And even stronger for it.

It's just that some days are harder than others. And this is just one of them.

*Any prayers for sustained hope and improved health welcome.*