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I'M BACK...

Just to report that my nerve block for the pancreas pain went well. And I'm feeling much better. It takes a full week to feel the effects but I do already - a good sign according to the doctor.

Pictures of the pancreas showed signs FINALLY of chronic pancreas which I am not happy to have but having a diagnosis after years of pain gives me some relief and the feeling that I can develop a plan to live with this disease.

Right now I'm doing research on this so that I can eat right and do the things that will help me live a better life than I've had for a long time.

After I get my health plan in order - I'M READY TO WRITE. It's been a while and my novel is just wanting to be gone through quickly  one last time before being sent off to two places I found that might make a good fit.

Last but not least my optimism is returning. My JOY. My fight. My determination. My strength and energy.

I could not be happier on this sunny Sunday morning. Hopefully next Sunday instead of blogging I'll be off to church. It's been months. It helps me get through my weeks better.

Have a great day and know that you will be seeing me on here more.

I hope one day this week I can devote some time to catching up with your blogs.

Blessings, Barb

Comments

  1. I am SO GLAD you are feeling much better. Living with a chronic illness is so difficult, (I do know) that at times you just want to give up. I'm happy you didn't.

    It will be wonderful to see your smiling face back on the blogs again. All the best to you.

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  2. Welcome back, glad the plan is working and it's always easier when you can name your enemy.

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  3. This is wonderful news. I have been thinking about you and wondering how you were doing. Welcome back!

    I think living with chronic illness or pain just plan zaps one who is suffering. It colors everything in life and changes our perceptions.

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  4. So happy to hear your news!!! Hugs and prayers continuing!

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  5. Congratulations. Now that your body is feeling better, you can get back to feeling good in every other way, too. So happy for you.

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  6. I'm so glad to hear you're on the mend, and finally have some answers to your health mysteries. I hope your life is flooded with light as your pain fades away.

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  7. I'm happy to hear that you are feeling like your old self again (or almost)! Take care!

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  8. Ahhh! Some wonderful news from you! Pain can be so debilitating..it saps the very life out of you. Glad answers and help have come your way. Have a good week!

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  9. Liz, I'm slow to catch on to your blog but hey it's gorgeous. Looking forward to reading this regularly!

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