They said take steroids so you can take pills. Now my whole body shakes. It is hard for me to even type this blog. I do it to keep my mind active. As tired as I am I know I have to keep on fighting. I have not lost the battle. If I stop fighting. I do not know what will happen.
I took the steroids and there is no improvement. Now I am waiting. Waiting for something. I do not know. What I do know is that I am tired of not being me. This broken shell is not me. This is not me. The person crying in her bed is not me. The person trying to have a forgiving heart is me. The person whose faith has not been shaken is me.
They say if He brings you to it He will bring you through it. I believe that statement more today than ever. All that I have been through has made me a stronger person.
But I am tired of fighting. So very tired.
