Was feeling pretty crummy about this time last week. My chiropractor was concerned that my concussion symptoms seemed to be getting worse, so I’m going every day this week, minus today.
But then I started feeling “better” toward the tail end of last week. But feeling better almost makes me feel discouraged! I try to enjoy it but I never know when another bad day will hit and even on a good day I still know I’m far from healed.
I’m antsy to start the next Ativan cut and close that chapter of my life. But I know how unhealthy rushing it is.
Exchanged Christmas presents with my family last night (and celebrated 4 birthdays! I’ve missed out on A LOT the past few months) and my sister in law got me one of those “keep fucking going” bracelets you see on FB. So that’s exactly what’s I’m going to do.. keep f’n going.