May 08, 2017

feliz día de la madre flores y mariposa

Good afternoon:

Surprisingly not wanting to write; I do not know if it will be the time, the discomfort or the pain that is transformed in reluctance, but I do not find the motivation as in other occasions.

I have spent a weekend with my family and with the help and support partners via social network, and I have had moments of everything; Illusion, tranquility, rapprochement, estrangement, nervousness, disillusionment. Then came Mother’s Day with my feelings to the skin and my sensitivity put on the flag. I miss my mother every day but, on dates marked much more. My children spent all day with me. We had lunch pizzas watching a movie that, as it could not be otherwise, I chose, and then we went for a walk because Elba wanted to invite us to an ice cream. I did not let her invite us, we were many and her pay is short. Along the walk came Paul’s eldest daughter and we spent a good time out there. Already at nine I felt exhausted and we returned home. So I arrived exhausted. Since Alberto had not come to take the ice cream because he had to study, he stayed in that I prepared the dinner and he did – although he did the lawn a good time.

Seeing that this is what there is and that as chronic patients we will never know how we will be, I have decided to do what my body allows me to do what I really want. I have the mornings to do for me, and the afternoons for my family, I will start to get up early and go for a walk, and then I’ll get to the themes of the Net and things from home.

The pain has made my body camp, so I have to understand that it is going to be something daily, so to live with it and to make the most of what I can give in each moment. My hands, inflamed every day, lose strength and agility, so you will have to get used to it. My legs get inflamed every day so I’ll have to walk more, even slower. I’ll start to get out of my diet what I should not eat – because I keep ice cream even though I do not do well – and I’ll start making healthier foods, I SAID.

Thanks for reading, I send kisses and hugs of cotton begging them to share to be able to help more people.

María Díaz.