I haven’t written in a while because there really hasn’t been anything out of the ordinary happening. For anyone living with chronic illness..that is a good thing. I am continuing my same routine of physical therapy, pulmonary rehab, etc. throughout the week. I’ve also started seeing a new psychologist to handle coping with the disorder itself. I used to see one on campus, but obviously since I’ve graduated I had to find a new clinic for that purpose.

The first talk I had with her was pretty interesting because we had a talk about what it means to have your body dramatically change in a short period of time, and at that age. I was 26 and even though I was a non-traditional student I felt great. Heck, a month before the disorder sparked I was even attempting the Insanity workout. Two months later to be in a hospital bed, immobile for a time and reliant on medications and treatments..it was and is hard. She made me aware of that again, and how important it is to be able to cope with the life that was lost. There are discouraging days without a doubt, but there also days and moments where I can laugh and enjoy life, not worrying at all about whats happened in the last three years.

It seems like a cliche, but it really is a blessing to just wake up every day and realize that it is another opportunity to get better, no matter how slow the progress.