January 20, 2015 3:46AM
I consider myself fortunate. I feel I'm back to normal for the most part. I'll forever have a nagging thought whenever I pick something off of the ground, step on a treadmill or take any prescription. I don't feel 100%, but I'm at least 90% there. I don't know how much of that last ten I will get but I'm thankful every day I got anything at all. It took a long time to recover this much.
I'd never had a generalized uneasiness around doctors before. Now a thought that crosses my mind is "Are you going to hurt me?"
No more neuropathies. No excruciating knee pain for months. No painful tingling in the arms. No more feelings of depersonalization, brain fog, despair. My joints don't ache as terribly when it rains.
I ran 4 miles on Thanksgiving. I'm working part time and going to classes.
I don't heal as quickly. My joints feel stiffer, less elastic and flexible. I feel older.









