Socks

With CIDP, even something as simple as a pair of socks can be painful. I grabbed a pair of dress socks to wear with my boots this morning and I should've known better. My boots are incredibly comfortable and I could wear them all day/everyday, but my socks on the other hand are pure torture. CIDP changes the way things "feel" and if my socks are made with any synthetic component, it feels like broken glass inside my shoes. I know it sounds strange, but it's incredibly painful. After a couple of hours I'm just a bit irritable to say the least.

You would think I would have eliminated all socks other than cotton, but I keep hoping next time will be different. I keep hoping I'll put them on one day and feel like a regular person. When my oldest daughter was learning to put her own shoes and socks on, she'd throw an absolute fit if the toe line on her sock wasn't perfectly aligned. Now, it's ME that wants to throw an absolute fit about it! Maybe I shouldn't have been so frustrated with her about her socks back then...strange twist of fate.

By the way, I had eggs again this morning. Yea me! I had breakfast with a sweet friend of mine today. Don't you wish you could carry the burdens of those you care about sometimes? I wish I could do more for her in this difficult season of her life. I'm praying for you, Ash.

Haven't had anything for lunch yet, but I plan on doing Keva Juice (love that place!). Their Strawberry Squeezer is the best...easy on the apple juice...worth every penny! We're having a slumber party birthday celebration tonight for our oldest, so I'll have pizza for supper. I'm trying to post what I eat each day so I can keep track of how I feel based on what I eat. I'm sure diet has a lot to do with how I feel just like it does for everyone else.

I'm attempting a proactive instead of reactive approach to CIDP...actually, to my entire life. This is the life I've been given and it's a great one. It's up to me to use the resources I've been blessed with to make it a better one and bless those around me. One step was this blog, another was documenting my diet. One step at a time...one foot in front of the other.