Making Different Memories

How did you make it yesterday? I hope you all had a peaceful Thanksgiving and made some new memories. Because it’s 2020, we had some different memories. We didn’t really celebrate the same way that we usually do, but it was still nice.


Our small family celebration was quiet and calm. Because hubby had helped me by cleaning up dishes, chopping and stirring, I was able to cook our meal. It always makes me feel better if I can prepare the recipes that my family expects as part of our traditions.

My husband always wants oyster dressing. My children always want homemade rolls and garlic cheese grits. We also had turkey, of course. Everything turned out well and tasted good. Thankfully, I didn’t burn anything.

Even though the celebration was smaller than usual, it didn’t make my pain any smaller. My pain was and is severe. I went to bed in pain and nauseated. Eating heavy food hurts my stomach. All my joints in my hips, legs, feet, and toes are throbbing. My spine is slipping.


My eyes are more dry than usual and hurt. My skin is broken out and itchy. So basically, preparing a big meal does my body in. Even with pacing there is a pay day for doing this much work. I am paying for it by: not sleeping last night, having nightmares and waking up screaming, having very blurry vision, pain, and terrible brain fog.

Today has been a day that I never changed out of my pajamas. I’ve been curled up on the couch with a blanket and my dog. When we over do it and pay day comes, there’s nothing else to do but rest. In a day or two, I’ll forget about how bad I felt (hopefully).

Since it was Black Friday I did a bit of shopping online. I was able to get a few good deals and ordered quite a few of the presents I need to buy. With shipping at a slower speed than other years, I want to get my shopping done pretty quick. I will need to ship a few boxes to family that are far away, and don’t want them to be late.

How are you doing? Are you having a pay-day? I hope not. But, if we’re living with chronic illness, pay days are just part of our life. Even though I hurt, I’m still thankful that I was able to be a blessing to my family yesterday.

@2020, copyright Lisa Ehrman

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