Before We Light Candles

I can't go into Friday night without telling you how wonderful it is to have the love, affection and support of MyMan and MyKid, during this period.

Just came back from a short trip to the corner with MyKid, who loves me the same, holds my hand and talks to me, as if I look exactly as I did before the prednisone. I am impatient with him sometimes and lose my temper.

But out on the street, we hold hands and he whispers in my ear. And my heart is filled with love. No matter how I look, MyMan and MyKid still love me.

I'm lucky and blessed.

On the physical front, I find that sitting and writing is fine, but any physical exertion, like steps or sweeping the floor bring hard breathing and a downpour of perspiration. Oddly, the same yoga routine that I have been doing for weeks, seems to be less strenuous and I feel ready for the "intermediate level." Maybe next week.

On Sunday, down to 40 mgs. I can't wait.

Have a wonderful Shabbat.