Today is a beautiful day. The sun is shining. The birds are chirping. And I just watched a really great infomercial about Pajama Jeans -- which I REFUSE to buy, even if I want to (they did, however, totally make me smile).
I learned about the product from a fellow Lyme friend when she excited wrote that her hubby bought them for her as a present. "Only a fellow Lymie would understand...." she wrote. "Yes, J...I certainly do."
The longer I'm sick, the more I realize, illness is just a microcosm for life. We all want comfort. We all want to laugh. We all want that thing that will somehow make our life easier. When I was well, that thing looked like tea, wrestling with my hubby at theme parks, and bounce dryer bars. Today, it looks like 4:00am Facebook posts, Patton Oswalt in Bed, and pajamas I can wear to the movies.
I am adjusting to my new life. I am settling in to new pill schedules, sleepless nights, pain, friends I may never meet, IV's, and the diagnosis of Chronic Lyme Disease. I didn't choose this path. I would have preferred the one paved with gold and wonder. But, now that I'm on it, I'm going to make the best of it -- not because it's easy, but simply because it's possible.
Altered Today: Snatching the good stuff/Creating Magic