The thought just occurred to me that I'm experiencing a wild swing. Not too long ago, I posted about gratitude. I felt (and feel) overwhelmingly blessed by having the people in my life that I do. And from that, I am despondant over a lack of progress. Could it just be the medication? Could it just be three or four weeks of constant pain? I thought I was mentally stronger than that but maybe not.
Side note: I just noticed that April 7 will mark the one year mark for this blog. I still dont' know if this space is an act of narcissism or service but so far, it seems to have done no harm. I shall continue.