With the good days the bad days seem so much worse.
When I get used to good days and a bad day pops in for a visit it sure makes me wonder how I endured years worth of bad days.
I woke up this morning and every bone in my left foot feels broken, my left elbow is still trying to dislocate, my back is a constant spasm, the pain today is high. This is very little compared to what was my bad days, but oh it seems so bad.
Rain is coming, my body feels so much more sensitive to it now. I know that’s not the case, the rain pains just stand out more now with having so many good days.
Don’t get me wrong, I’m thankful for the good days! I’m keeping them! Maybe a good way to describe it is red paint splashed on a red canvas isn’t that noticeable, but red paint on a white canvas stands out. The paint is the same in both scenarios, the contrast is what’s different.
And it is hard to adjust to.
Just my randomness for this Thursday morning!