It has been over a month since I haven’t wanted to cry for most of the day from the pain. Over a month that the pain from Ehlers-Danlos has kept me from the majority of my everyday functions. I am grateful (it isn’t a strong enough word) for my family and their assistance, their patience and most of all their humor. Laughing keeps me sane, keeps me grounded and reminds me that the pain will subside. And it does. It always does. Sometimes (more often now) it takes longer than I expect. So days like yesterday can happen, where I drove myself to the store, played music and sang along, walked the aisles of the store without having to hold the shelves for support and have people stare. Days like yesterday where I looked people in the eyes and smiled, and meant it, remembering how wonderful life can be when you are out in the world and can see the sky, feel the breeze and watch life go on knowing you are a part of it without the distraction of oppressive pain. My eyes felt so wide as I was able to notice everything outside of me.
Yesterday was a good day.