I know I've been complaining about all my drugs and premeds. And allergies. And on and on. I just hate them. I do.
But today I realized something. I've been pumped full of steroids, and while I don't like my puff face, or my huge appetite (all I can think about is FOOD!), or my weird sleeping patterns, and I have joked about wanting to use this opportunity to bulk my guns back up again (not a chance in all honesty), I have put my energy to use.
I have cleaned and organized (I wish you could see my room! my desk! my files!).
I have finished a conference paper and applied for a job.
I have monitored my blood work and tried to adjust my diet accordingly.
I have tracked bills.
I have caught up on some email (although I continue to have a mountain--and then people respond and I have even more!).
I have baked and visited people with baked goods.
I have planned how to finish a quilt started a couple of years ago.
I have gone on walks and worked in my garden.
And it feels so good. I feel like things are in order. I am where I need to be.
We'll see what this week brings!