Feb 07, 2008 12:32
The higher dose of Lyrica is helping in many ways. But over the last two weeks, I feel like a distance runner who has started his final kick too early. I'm pretty sure I'm going to collapse before I get to the finish, but I keep kicking and leaning and hoping my momentum can get me there before I collapse.
The bigger problem is that I don't know where the finish line is. Work is getting more hectic, and I don't want to give up time with my friends and family, but there is a definite sense that something's going to give soon. I feel very out of control right now. I no longer have a plan, just a prayer. A flare is around the corner, and the severity of it may have some significant unwanted effects on family or work...or both.
I wish I had a pause button.
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