Now, I silently rejoice when I have days with regular blood pressure because it is something I never take forgranted any longer. Pre-Addison's, my blood pressure controlled itself. I didn't even think about it for one second, it was a natural event that defined self-regulation. Beautiful biology.
So, this past Easter weekend has been incredible. I had a rocky start last week and was not happy because I needed every single free moment to prepare for the out of town company, the large gathering, and all of the house chores that were going to be necessary. But, as I laid there not feeling so great and watching the time tick by, becoming more stressed about everything that needed to be done...I also kept reminding myself that tomorrow would be a brand new day. And, I was right. The next morning, I woke up with abundant energy and for the next several days was able to constantly stay in motion.
After having a huge Easter gathering at our home and rooms upstairs filled with out of town guests, I am still feeling incredible and am thankful for every good day that comes my way. It's one of the great hopes that I would like other struggling Addisonians to know...each day is truly a new day. Having one bad day doesn't mean the next will necessarily be the same. For this I am thankful.
|Wedding dress shopping. Not a contender.|
Easter Weekend 2011 beginning...Good Friday.
|My niece, Shaye. Playing in her cousin's cowboy boots.|
|My oldest, Heather & her fiance, Henry.|
|My youngest, Stefie, with her boyfriend, Brice.|
|My husband's little niece, Aimee and his grand-nephew, Jace.|
Of course, Howdy the big dog is part of the crew.
|Me and my oldest daughter, Heather. Easter weekend 2011.|
|Me and my youngest daughter, Stefanie. Easter weekend 2011.|
|Heather and Henry eating mom's fresh Pesto.|
|David and his grand-nephew, Jace.|
Easter weekend, 2011.