Life likes to throw up the little hurdles sometimes to challenge us. When you have illnesses such as ME and severe allergies these hurdles can be like facing Beeches Brook in the Grand National. I am at one such hurdle right now. One which I hope to clear after a little assistance next week.
Despite facing my personal equivalent of Beeches Brook I have managed to achieve quite a bit today (well, technically yesterday now!):
- I rang my university to sort final assistance arrangements for my graduation ceremony;
- I wrote a blurb for some fund-raising efforts in May;
- I rang and wrote a letter to a caterer to provide them with the list of foods I’m ok with and allergic to;
- I wrote two emails to my clinic in preparation for my unexpectedly early visit next week;
- I spoke to a friend about their wedding arrangements.
It’s weird, but even though my body is otherwise complaining at rather high-pitched, unmissable volumes, my brain today allowed me to get those few things done. I must take it very easy this weekend. This horse needs to jump Beeches Brook.
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