That day passed sweetly. My Girls and then 2 more of my Girls. All Good People and People who add quality to my life. I like days like this. They restore life to my Spirit.
Nic even pulled out the jumper leads and had the Alfa ticking over in a second. Its not fixed but it goes.
The Last month has seen a quantum leap in my Recovery and Health and Attitude. I cannot begin to tell you how good it feels. Clear headed. No Fluid to speak of. Some strength. Able to stay up entire days without a bed rest. Glory Be. I had begin to lose hope of feeling like this.
I can drive easily and accurately and I am not afraid that when I try to get out of the Car I will be too weak even to do that let alone walk .
Plus, the ever present PANIC seems to have eased. The tsunami of terror has washed a lot away and now lets see what remains.
Nic and I have known each other for 20 years. She was just a girl when I met her. Now she is a stunning woman and we have both lived through this wretched disease and survived so far. WE spoke of Counsellors who don’t even begin to venture into the depths that we live daily.
WE spoke of the Harshness of these times with welfare ruthless and merciless and the remnants of the Era of Greed still scattered here and there so that a Mother of 3 is compelled to repay a Uni Fee from her meagre income.
We spoke of love and fine times and tough days. And we laughed.
Some days – family, friends and a glass of cold water – are enough and more than enough. Each day I drink one glass of water as a toast to the days when I could not do that and the Jug sat on the opposite table in ICU – but not for me. Not for me.
So here is a toast to you, Water, Cool clear water. Geez I am a lucky woman. Pain free. Movable parts. Functioning brain – and YOU. All of you.