Maybe I should just pile up a bunch of empty journal entries: relapse, remission, relapse, remission, relapse…
On the other hand, it’s better to have remitted and relapsed than never to have remitted at all.
Started getting more wobbly last week, did the cane, no cane, one crutch, one crutch and a friend, two crutches thing until I stood up at work to try to stretch out a cramp and keeled over like a felled tree. I figure I’d better go to work on wheels for a while.
