When I felt better I used to dream of having the proverbial spa day with all the bells and whistles. For some reason, after this AIH began kicking my ass the very idea of spending a day doing ANYTHING seemed more like an invitation to torture. If you live with any AI illness you'd know what I mean. And not everyone has their asses firmly kicked like this. But many do, and it actually is 100% guaranteed that if you're having a flare you're also living in hell. How is a spa day in hell better than no spa day at all? Hell no. Not for me.
So I'll wait this out and plan on that spa day in the future. I will appreciate it much more if I'm not sick the entire time and wanting to go home and take a nap or veg out because I don't feel good and can't think straight. Yeah, waiting is the best choice, and it will be a far better experience if I do wait.
Waiting isn't always a bad thing, you know.

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