Recovering

I have wanted to blog about this week spent in Philadelphia immersed in the world of ePatients.  I traveled to Philly on Sunday and returning home very late on Wednesday.

Thursday morning was spent in yoga.  The class seemed much more difficult than last week's, however it could just be that my body was spent.  MS fatigue (and the accompanying heaviness, numbness, and general lack of coordination) has taken center stage.  (At first I thought that I had simply worked my legs really hard in class, but I'm starting to question that thought now.)

Then Thursday was a very long day for teaching as I was attempting to make-up for most of the lessons which had been canceled on Monday, Tuesday, and Wednesday.  I was in no mind to write anything intelligent last night for the blog or otherwise.

Today I slept in for the first day in a week.  (Oh, yea, I attended an annual MS Seminar put on by my neurology clinic last Saturday morning.  And I later attended a fancy Gala on Saturday night, complete with black dress and stockings.)

I have attempted to write something for HealthCentral today, but it will have to wait for a more clear-headed Lisa tomorrow for a re-write.  At the moment, I can't really think straight.  My face hurts (and is numb at the same time), my legs are heavy and move like a marionette, my eyes are tired, and I feel overall like a truck has run me over.


I'm hoping that by resting this weekend I will begin to feel better.  If I don't, well, I don't want to go there just yet.  Depending upon how I feel in the morning, I could still dip into the emergency steroids I have on hand.

Maybe tonight's dose of methotrexate will do something good for me besides make my hands feel a bit better.  Fingers crossed (figuratively).

So I'm not really whining (at least I don't mean to be), but I just wanted to reach out to my community.  Let you know I'm here and that I'm choosing to be a little bit quiet.  I hope to be back to my blogging best in due time.

By the way, I had a really great (although entirely exhausting) time at the meetings and conference in Philly.  I hope that my fellow chronic illness fighters who were there as well have recovered more quickly than I.  If not, my heart goes out to you.  Hang in there.