The past few months have been emotionally difficult for me, because in addition to CRPS, although I have been improving in tiny increments, I have had to deal with brain surgery. Losing my job in the fall, even though I know it was best for all concerned, was a big blow to my ego, as well. I never feel well-chronic pain, stomach distress, headaches.

My sister commented yesterday that in the past "...you ran rings around others,..like an energizer bunny." It killed me to be reminded that in less than 2 years my life has significantly deteriorated, because my battery seems to be dying, instead of recharging.

Before I could write a list, plow through it, with checks next to every item. Now even the idea of writing a list fills me with angst, because not only cannot I not concentrate enough to collect my thoughts, I doubt I could accomplish much on it. This situation overwhelms me.

I am not writing this as "pity party post," but more as a waving flag to signal "Here I am, help me out."