Since I have been nowhere and seen no one these last few weeks, I have had a lot of people asking how I’m going in recovery and what it’s looking like.
So I thought I better update you all, lest you think I had died here on my little couch.
It’s… well.. life.
It’s filled with good days, bad days, tears, spontaneous dancing and a lot of vegetables.
I am doing pretty well most days.
I feel good, mostly, and I’m trying to get out a little more, which has me doing happy dances.
I get super tired quick and I tend to get sick quick, which means I end up in bed with my book. I’m counting that as a plus cause, ya know, book worm.
I’m beginning to resemble something other than the undead, which is nice. Always a plus when you’re not the same shade as the walls of your house. Ha.
Food has been driving me insane, it’s a lot of work and I stare blankly at the fridge some nights hoping something I can eat will appear, cooked, and delicious, on a plate for me.
That has not happened once. NOT ONCE. Dang.
However, I’m getting the hang of it and feeling super good.
But it’s heading in to summer so it’s warming up. I have picked up a little energy and am trying to get back into the swing of things, plus planning away for this month, which is shaping up to be a super super busy one.
But then there are other days.
Where I stand in my closet and cry as I pull off the tenth outfit that no longer fits cause that weight is still coming off.
Or I am sick in the sink at church for no apparent reason.
And I am currently nap queen. I will nap anywhere, anytime. #NapsAllDay
But hey. You know what. Whatever. Naps are good. And I don’t care if I have to take 20, it’s looking up and that has me giving all the praise hands ever.
Being patient is not something that’s my strong suit. In fact. It’s not even a suit in my closet.
I do not own that garment.
But I’m working on getting it. It’s hard, but I’m getting there.
So, on the whole, good.
It’s slow, it’s hard some times, but exciting. I can feel myself getting stronger everyday, and I keep plodding slowly up.
That’s all I could ever want.
New Little *Recovery* Wife