Yesterday was one of the days when RA reared it’s ugly head and kicked my butt hard. On my scale of 1-5, I was at a 1. I haven’t had one of those kind of days in quite a while since starting on Enbrel. But instead of belly aching and describing all of the bad aspects of the day, I decided to think more about my response.
When feeling so bad, it’s very easy to sink into a low state of mind and to worry about all of the things you can’t do. All my life I’ve been a type A personality who goes, goes, goes. I’ve always known that I need to slow down and take it easy. One thing I notice when feeling bad is that I must slow down. I’m actually finding that a real blessing. In bad flare-up days, deciding to rest and take it easy is the best thing mentally and physically.
The beautiful part of yesterday is that on several occasions, I found myself looking beyond for strength. “I lift my eyes to the hills-where does my help come from? My help comes from the Lord” Ps 121:1. By choosing to not sink into my pain and instead turn my attention upward, God showed up in amazing ways to comfort and give me rest. I admit, it’s not easy doing this, but I’m learning!