For the month of November I’m going to try to blog each day. Oh, please do stop laughing. It’s not becoming.
My friend, Gail, talked me into it. Except I’m not going to do the 30 day meme that she wanted me to do. I would have to be much too honest to do that one and we all know I’m shallow and don’t want you to know the real me. I’m not sure what she was thinking.
So instead I’m going to post one thing I’m thankful for each and every day. I have way more than 30 things to be thankful for but I often forget that. Especially when things aren’t quite how I would like them to be. Like right now. I was diagnosed with diverticulitis (cue the SNL Whiners skit – how many of you even get that?) last Thursday. Diverticulitis is inconvenient to say the least. It’s painful and yucky and I don’t much care for it. And for me the cure has been almost as bad as the actual symptom. I was on a clear liquid diet for three days and I had to take two fairly hefty antibiotics. Big, disgusting horse pills with a clear broth chaser didn’t do anything favorable for my stomach. To add insult to injury, I now have the worst case of thrush I’ve had since my chemo days.
And yet, I’m thankful.
I’m thankful for my health. I’m not being sarcastic here. I’m serious. I’m thankful that even though I’ve been through some pretty major health crises, I’m still relatively healthy. And I’m thankful for the medicine that has made me better, even though for a little while it seemed to make things worse. I’m thankful for smart medical professionals who, more often than not, are able to discern what’s best for me, and I’m thankful for enough brains to be able to be my own health advocate when they miss the mark.
And that’s what I’m thankful for today.
(Do you like how I got in my whine before my thankfulness? Yeah. I’m sneaky like that.)