Determination. Got things to do – people to see – work to deliver. Yesterday, I joined my husband at a local restaurant and our daughter along with her boyfriend, joined us. I had a “spell.” That’s my word for something weird happened, but not enough of something for me to go to the hospital.
There were physical and mental things happening, but nothing too serious.
No hospital. Why? Because I’ve been often enough to where I know/intuit what they can investigate and what might be life threatening and what is just my lupus body being weird. Very little is more disheartening than being told “Yeah, you seem to have something wrong with you, but nothing we can find. As you are allergic to most pain meds, take some Advil and don’t call us.” I don’t take unreasonable risks.
The determination in the title comes in this morning. I have goals; I have a job. I got up, slowly, and got to my office for work – the commute up the hall is brutal. real story. I also made it to my physical training. I was 5 minutes late and went very slowly. low weight with fewer reps. But I did it. A couple of hours later, I felt back to “normal.” Maybe a little exhaustion like the body went through some hard, physical labor yesterday, but that’s all.
My conditions may get me down from time to time, but they are not taking me down without an epic battle. So far, I’m winning. Yeah, I change up the plan, but don’t we all? It’s not giving up the end goal, it’s just changing tactics according to the environment changing around us to get to the goal in the best manner possible.