It started with what I thought was pink eye.
Then, it was a stomach virus.
What it ended up being was the thing that would take my job: vision loss … again.
So, I’ve been put back on all the medicines that I had weaned down because of the side effects, thus increasing my fatigue/nausea but also my chances at saving my sight.
The law firm I worked for couldn’t wait around indefinitely and now, here we are. Up at 3:30am turning over all the things that is my life again. I know I’ve survived worse and surviving is what I do, but I’m tired…in my soul.
“I learned this, at least, by my experiment: that if one advances confidently in the direction of his dreams, and endeavors to live the life which he has imagined, he will meet with a success unexpected in common hours.”
― Henry David Thoreau, Walden: Or, Life in the Woods