I don’t want my blog to become a place where I only whine about medical woes, but I also want it to be a very real place where I convey what living with a chronic illness looks like in a very raw way. So, here goes.
This winter has been an emotional one. I’ve accomplished many things professionally that I am very proud of and worked very hard to obtain. But I’ve also been battling more with my physical health than I am willing to admit. I attempt to do everything that I can to shield my loved ones from the repercussions of living with a chronic illness, because it only upsets them.
In the past three months, I have had the flu twice, and I’m currently experiencing a cold and a flare that I would rather not deal with. As someone who prides herself on being professional and compartmentalizing her life, I am struggling with the fact that I had to take today off work to try to get over the cold that I currently have and allow this flare to start subsiding.
For the immediate future, I am upping my Prednisone (something that I loathe having to do) and attempting to de-stress and rest.