An Amazing Week
I am always grateful for a good week. But there is always a sense of sadness that comes with it. A sadness that this is what I miss out on most of the time.
I inject myself every other Saturday with Cosentyx. I did my injection and had my regular hangover on Sunday. I woke up on Monday feeling great, even more than great. I decided that I was going to make the most of this. I pushed myself out of bed every day. I decided that this week I wasn’t going to allow my fears to take over.
Each morning I woke up, got out of bed, stretched, and had my breakfast. Then I walked 5K every day. I was so happy with myself I walked over 10,000 steps each day. I was even able to do a workout.
I felt so happy. I thought that if I continued to push myself out of bed, I could do this every day. I got into such a positive mindset and such a good mood. I really believed for one week that if I pushed myself, it really was a case of mind over matter and this illness wouldn’t dictate my life.
I was wrong
My pain and fatigue are back like a bang. Now I wake up and I can’t get out of bed until one of my family members does my hot water bottles for me. I need to get heat into my body, so I feel comfortable enough to move. I haven’t been able to go out for a walk as I feel like if I do, I will faint. For the past week, I’ve spent most of my time resting in bed.
After such a good week followed by this awful week, it has made me feel really sad. I wanted to feel like that forever. Of course, I still had pain and fatigue, but I was able to do so much. Some days I even went for two walks. I wish every week was like that. My illness and my life would be so much more manageable and ‘normal’ if that’s how I felt every week.
I keep a journal
Unfortunately, I can’t figure out why I felt so good and then why I felt so bad. Well, I presume I felt so bad because I pushed myself too much the week before. I can’t get the question of: what did I do to have such a good week? Out of my head. It was the best week I’ve had in two years. I just wish that I felt like that all the time. Or even for the majority of the time.
Today is injection day again. I really hope that I wake up on Monday feeling like I did two Mondays ago. If so, then I know the reason. If that is the case, I can talk to my consultant about it. Maybe I need to inject myself with Cosentyx on a weekly basis. I don’t even know if that’s possible. I am getting ahead of myself here.
I am going to continue to journal daily and continue to listen to my body.
I really hope for another amazing week soon.
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