The pain of hope

And the fear of losing it all...again

Isn’t it funny how things can change in a day?

I had a whole plan to write about my hope and fear of disappointment with a new diagnosis and treatment, only to overdo it at the end of the best week I’ve had in years, ending up flat out in bed feeling worse than I have in a very long time

Luckily, I recovered quickly. I’m not back to where I was (still, it’s a hopeful sign in and of itself), but at least it fits in with the theme that I’d like to explore today.