Cousins...
...cousins...
...and more Cousins!
Annual Turkey Football!
Poor David had to watch from the sidelines. He won't be playing football anytime soon with his shoulder.
Poppy lit up the house for the first time that night.
Thanksgiving was wonderful, of course, because so many of us were together for the holiday at Grandma and Grandpa's house. But I really struggled that day. I was pretty sure that before we left OKC, that I was dealing with a flare up and by Thanksgiving, I knew it. I guess now is the time to journal that I have Lupus.
I've known for a few months now and instead of being devastated when the doctor told me that a few of my tests came back positive, I was actually relieved. Relieved that I finally had an answer. Relieved that it finally made since why I would get so tired at times, that I could hardly function properly (and that is not an exaggeration). Relieved that I wasn't just this lazy forgetful person. Brain fog is a real thing for someone with Lupus. I was not like this growing up. In fact, I'm embarrassed to admit this but I used to get mad at my Mom for forgetting a lot of stuff. I just naturally remembered things back then. Not anymore. Both long and short term memory is a problem for me now. I guess it serves me right for being irritated at something that my Mom couldn't control.
I'm also relieved to have a little bit of justification in my depression as well, I have to admit. Or that my excema gets worse with my Lupus flare ups. Or that I'm just in pain. That one is hard to explain.
So Thanksgiving was a little rough on my body, which is always hard on my Spirit. But I was grateful to be with my family. This time next year, who knows where we will be, but I'm next to positive it won't be here so again I say, I'm so grateful we got to be with our family.
I'm grateful for the things I've learned about myself recently. I'm grateful for a patient and loving family. I'm grateful for second chances. I'm grateful for patience and grace.
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