Dear Blog—I'm Back!

I'm tempted to use the Mark Twain quote: "Rumors of my death have been greatly exaggerated," but I don't think anyone has said I died.

I was just so sick I thought I might. LOL

For the first time in my life, I was sick. I guess I've led a blessed life because other than the occasional cold or sinus infection, I've never been really sick.

Some how, somewhere during our travels at the end of May for graduations and birthday parties, I contracted—wait for it—an unknown pathogen.

It was weird. One day I was find. The next day I thought I was going to die, and that continued until mid-July.

At first I thought I had food poisoning, but after 2 weeks of being violently ill, I knew it was more than that. Lab tests followed. What I discovered is the lab has to know what you have in order to test for it. So lab tests resulted in "unknown pathogen."

Just when I was at my lowest physically (lost almost 15 pounds in a month) and emotionally, I finally started to get better. The only problem is my physical self seems to be over it, but my energy level is still flat-lined.

The worst part of the ordeal is that I still don't know what caused it, and thinking it may return scares me.

It's going to take a while to get my energy back, but at least I can now sit at the computer. Starting today, I'm trying to do a few things—like this blog post—but I'm going to be patient because being sick really sucks.

Like Nelson Mandela once said, "The greatest glory in living lies not in never falling, but in rising every time we fall."

Takeaway Truth

I fell. I've picked myself up. I'll see you tomorrow.