A new day...
It takes a lot of courage to release the familiar and seemingly secure, to embrace the new. But there is no real security in what is no longer meaningful. There is more security in the adventurous and exciting, for in movement there is life, and in change there is power.
So I have cut to 32.5mg cortef. I am sleeping much better now. Things are feeling much smoother. I am no where near 100% recovered, but I have come a long way. While we never know when the grim reaper is coming for us, I also do not feel like I have one foot in the grave. Is the damage Cushing's disease did to my mind and spirit repairing itself? I think so.
I get lots of emails and calls wondering how I am. I get them from people who knew I was sick before but never called. I think they just didn't know what to say before. Maybe my extended family and friends have grown with me in my journey. Maybe we have all learned a little more about ourselves. I refuse to believe that this was all for nothing. I have found purpose for my illness. It is a new day in my life and the life of my family.
There are lots of other people I know going to surgery these past and next few weeks. I hope they all realize the courage to face this is already inside of them. With Cushing's, they dare to struggle. With their surgery, they dare to win. If that isn't courage, I don't know what is.
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