I listened to the weather forecast as I got ready for treatment today. I saw the rain falling outside my window as the weatherman called for a 10% chance for rain today. Doesn’t the fact that it is already raining automatically mean 100% chance of rain today?
I drove to treatment feeling disappointed that I wouldn’t get the beach day I had planned, but still feeling overall good. Since Friday afternoon, I’ve felt like treatment is starting to work. Oh, happy day!
On Mondays, I have to have my motor threshold retested. It determines the intensity of my treatment. Too low and the treatment isn’t fully effective; too high and I run the risk of seizures. It may change slightly during treatment so we check it weekly. It’s still at 77, so no change.
I felt the normal mild discomfort. At the beginning, I also experienced what felt like a surge of pressure against the fillings in my upper left teeth, but it passed within a minute or so.
My friend Angie came to visit this weekend, and I was so happy to have her company! We had a nice time, and there were lots of little ways that I saw my own improvement. I felt genuinely happy, not just putting on a friendly face to keep others from feeling uncomfortable.
Now that I’m starting to feel better, I’m bored. I used to be content to lie around in bed all day. I tried to force myself to stay busy to stay out of my darkest places. Now I want to do stuff, but the weather is rainy and the budget is tight. Still, bored is much better than depressed.
I hope that tomorrow’s forecast is more accurate and it becomes a beach day for me. My sleep patterns are getting weird, so I’m also rooting for a good night’s sleep tonight.
I miss home, but at least it’s starting to feel like it will all be worth it.
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