I'm blessed in that with my particular illness (chronic late-stage Lyme disease) I still somehow have good days. Yesterday I woke up with no significant pain, good energy and--somewhat unfortunately--a crazy urge to DO STUFF while I could!

So I got on the elliptical (I'm pretty slow but at least it's something), made a salad, baked a quiche, and did some work on my WIP. By 5:30 PM I was exhausted and ready to go to bed, but I forced myself to stay up until (gasp) 6:30! Then it was Off to Bedfordshire for reading, prayer and collapse.

Today I woke up feeling as if I'd run a marathon.

As unpleasant as the pain, cognitive issues and fatigue are, I realize how fortunate I am to have a good day now and then.  Many Lyme sufferers never have a good day and are unable to do much of anything for themselves.

On my good days I find myself thanking God over and over for giving me a break. He has taught me a lot through 40+ years of illness, and gratitude is one of the most important lessons.

Today I may not be able to cook or exercise or do much of anything, but I feel that writing is in my grasp. So I've blogged, and now I'm going to dive back into my WIP.