The last three weeks have really been brutal. I’ve been on painkillers every day. Damn that Polyarthritis. Can’t take ibuprofen anymore since it kills my stomach even at tiny doses, and the paracetamol doesn’t really do the job. Every morning it takes 3-4 hours until the stiffness and swelling in my fingers is gone but the pain lasts all day and by now is excruciating.
Nevertheless, my choice is to stay positive : I always take one day after the other, always hope that maybe the next day will be better, always see the present day as yet an opportunity and a gift. God had given me this one life with all its wonders and all its beauty, and it’s up to me to open my eyes and see them – they are all around me. I’m grateful for that.