As my final post on this series of #ChronicallyIllAndThankful I consider being alive as something to be grateful for .
Yes, life is not all fun, but I have managed to not have to resort to the other alternative. I honestly wondered, before my surgery, if I would have to resort to getting help ending the pain I was in. Maybe the phrase “never say never” should apply here. It began to look like I would be forced to live with the constant burn, rocks, bee stings , paralysis, neuropathy, not being able to drive, walk, even care for my body. I was not prepared for that, who is?
So, I choose for this post: simply being alive. Two of my former posts are below, this is such a serious subject, please, please read them.