Today was a good day. I got work done. I completed the chores I had set out to do. I met some new people. I even explained to someone what, at reasonable length, RA is and what it’s like to live with. I picked up my son from school, went swimming with him, cooked and had a meeting in the evening.
A very full day and as I’m now lying in bed, my aching body telling me I have pushed it to its limit, I realize I don’t have many of these days. These days are rare. Which is kind of sad when I think about it. I won’t be having many of these days in the future. At the same time I appreciate these days. I feel good about the things I accomplished today. Slightly euphoric even: I friggin’ did all that stuff today! That’s the medication talking…
This has always been part of my dealing with RA. Being confronted with the limitations set by the disease and being saddened by it on the one hand and appreciating the accomplishments of completed tasks on the other. It works for me. It’s what makes me a Dad-with-RA.
Thank you for your time, take care of yourself and remember to keep passing the open windows.