My definitions of a “good day” and a “bad day” have changed a lot over the years, and even over the last few months. What I used to think was horrible I now consider to be pretty good. But what hasn’t changed is how it feels to have a “good day.”
Today was a good day. I didn’t do much by some standards, but I did a lot by mine. I did laundry. I paid bills. I took a walk. And I felt ok. For me, this was good. Not only was this a good day, but it wasn’t a bad day! I’ve had a lot of pain and nausea over the past week. Oh, and then there’s the fatigue, too. Actually, I’ve had a lot more nausea than usual over the past several weeks and it was really getting to me. But today I didn’t have any and it just felt so good!
I think it’s important to always appreciate what we have, but I know that can be hard. It’s so much easier when there’s a stark contrast. When one day sucks and the next isn’t horrible, it becomes clear how important the little health victory moments really are.
I don’t know what tomorrow will be, or next week, or next month. I’m just glad today doesn’t suck.
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