I know that this feeling is temporary and I had not ever really let go of it. I actually felt hopeful today. I had a fair day yesterday. Still coughed in church. I think it is all the perfumes, once the sermon starts the coughing abates. Today was the first day my fingers did not turn blue after lunch. People even commented that my face had color and my cheeks looked rosy. I wear makeup, but even that can’t hide when you are oxygen deprived. One close friend said I didn’t have a blue tinge to my face anymore. Hallelujah!
This is only day three into the treatment prescribed. But, I feel so much better already. I know it is the prednisone relieving the inflammation in my lungs. I don’t care. I will take it. I even took Daisy for an afternoon walk to see the local pharmacist who loves her. She even noticed I looked different from Friday to today. She said she had seen good things come of the Cellcept in other people. It was encouraging to hear that after reading all the dos and don’ts and side effects.
I also deeply believe it is God listening to all the petitions on my behalf and giving me a boost. Last week was almost more than I could take with the cars and shopping when I was supposed to be resting between terms.
All I can say is “Thank You God”. I was thanking Him in the furrows of depression before today and I will again when they come back. I know He has me walking this walk as an example to someone else. Even if He does not heal me or let me get too much better, I know I am loved by Him.
Life will never be the same. Maybe it shouldn’t be. I have to be extra careful with my public exposure. I will still have to wipe down my desk and office each day, watch who I allow in my office and work around physical obstacles that didn’t used to be difficult. Now add labs every four weeks to monitor blood counts. I will make it work.