I had a very bad day yesterday. The chronic fatigue was really getting to me. It’s hard to describe the difference between healthy tiredness and chronic fatigue – imagine your arms, legs and even eyelids feel like lead and you’re trying to break through a heavy glass mirror, desperately wanting to reach the world beyond. Everything seems to be so far away. I don’t know if that makes any sense but that’s what it feels like for me. On a brighter note – I haven’t had this for a number of weeks now whereas in previous months I felt like that pretty much every other day!!
The last three or four days have been comparatively mild, so my arthritic foot hasn’t been plaguing me quite so much and I managed to go for a few nice long walks with the dogs. I’ve had an email from the Orthotic Centre and they’ve made an appointment for me to review my feet for arch support this coming Tuesday. There’s a part-charge of $37 on insoles and footwear, which isn’t quite as expensive as I had expected it to be.
I’ve now been on the higher dose of Amitrip for 6 days and I have the feeling that this time the meds are actually beginning to kick in because I have slept a little better these past two nights. But it’s probably to early to tell yet.
I get up every morning at 7am for my morning devotions (the best part of waking up!!!) and this morning Psalm 56 : 8 really ministered to me:
You number my wanderings; Put my tears into Your bottle; Are they not in Your book?
At this point in time, I really do feel that I am wandering about aimlessly (at it seems) but it is comforting to know that God has numbered my wanderings, knows where I am going and how I am going to get there, and will neither leave me nor forsake me. Over the course of the last year I have drawn a lot closer to God. In a way, the illness has proved to be a blessing because before I was unable to work I never found time for morning or evening devotions and my prayer life was a mess. It was only when I reached the end of myself that I finally realised that all I needed to do was draw near the HIM for strength.
HE will be with me every step of the way and I thank HIM for it.
I had a very bad day yesterday. The chronic fatigue was really getting to me. It’s hard to describe the difference between healthy tiredness and chronic fatigue – imagine your arms, legs and even eyelids feel like lead and you’re trying to break through a heavy glass mirror, desperately wanting to reach the world beyond. Everything seems to be so far away. I don’t know if that makes any sense but that’s what it feels like for me. On a brighter note – I haven’t had this for a number of weeks now whereas in previous months I felt like that pretty much every other day!!
The last three or four days have been comparatively mild, so my arthritic foot hasn’t been plaguing me quite so much and I managed to go for a few nice long walks with the dogs. I’ve had an email from the Orthotic Centre and they’ve made an appointment for me to review my feet for arch support this coming Tuesday. There’s a part-charge of $37 on insoles and footwear, which isn’t quite as expensive as I had expected it to be.
I’ve now been on the higher dose of Amitrip for 6 days and I have the feeling that this time the meds are actually beginning to kick in because I have slept a little better these past two nights. But it’s probably to early to tell yet.
I get up every morning at 7am for my morning devotions (the best part of waking up!!!) and this morning Psalm 56 : 8 really ministered to me:
You number my wanderings;
Put my tears into Your bottle;
Are they not in Your book?
At this point in time, I really do feel that I am wandering about aimlessly (at it seems) but it is comforting to know that God has numbered my wanderings, knows where I am going and how I am going to get there, and will neither leave me nor forsake me.
Over the course of the last year I have drawn a lot closer to God. In a way, the illness has proved to be a blessing because before I was unable to work I never found time for morning or evening devotions and my prayer life was a mess. It was only when I reached the end of myself that I finally realised that all I needed to do was draw near the HIM for strength.
HE will be with me every step of the way and I thank HIM for it.