Today was a day of discouragement. I
woke up feeling so down and frustrated. It has been 10 treatments and
I haven't seen any lasting improvement. I started to question and
doubt everything we've been doing. I wondered if this guy knows what
he's doing at all!
It's hard to have hope in something and
then be waiting for the results to come through. We want things to be
instant or at least to have a hint at what the future will bring.
It's hard to hang on and trust that the Lord will bring us through
the other side of something. I know He is with me and I'm going
through this particular treatment for a reason and I just have to
hold tight to that.
It's a crappy, feel sorry for myself
kind of day. I have these every once in a while and I think it's ok
to have them. I'll feel better tomorrow and be back to my positive
self again.