Dragging myself out of bed is hard. However, I had a mission…The packing must continue.

I could not get out of bed today. But I wasn’t sore or in pain from packing. I think I did this to myself with a plate of spaghetti.

I did something I was afraid to do. Learning to live life under these new conditions.

Trying to create normalcy. I am trying to find a life without appointments.

Did I exhaust myself thinking? We can balance things out can’t we?

My body is in pain from being in proper position? The pain of my muscles relaxing is causing major discomfort.

I am experiencing major changes in my body. Is this normal?

Sometimes proper procedures aren’t always going to work. I had to try one more time.

Unable to see positivity all the time.

I had a severely over dramatic moment. Then regrouped.