for the past three months, ever since I was put on heavy antibiotics. I can barely walk a block, can't work, and can barely get liquids from the kitchen. My mother has moved in to help me. Doctors are not very helpful in this arena.
There's so many things to do but I could barely make dinner for kids. Dishes are left undone. Walking up the stairs was all I could muster. I'm now laying in bed, fearing more days like this ahead. It's hard not to ask 'what's the point anymore?'