Thursday night was the first night in a long, long time that my pain woke me up and kept me up. I fought the pain all Thursday evening, and found that I could keep it at bay with ice packs alone (yay!) but by 2 AM I had lost the fight, and I took my breakthrough medication to finally get some sleep. As a result, Friday started out tough - full body pain, and when I could finally get out of bed, I moved so slow and cumbersome, it was like I was made of concrete. Slowly, by 4 in the afternoon, I was able to move and think much more normally.
And from then on my day just got better and better - I have my friend D to thank for that. I've been doing my best to be with her and help her, and as result, focus less on me. And it's been a great lesson in how helping others is really helping yourself. :)
As I was driving home this evening, as tired as I was from a full day of running around, I actually had thought,
I really want to do some yoga before I go to bed.
Now that's a first! I have missed a few days in a row, and I can tell. It did really feel good to get out on the mat and stretch. I feel like I am made of less concrete, and more of gumby.
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