I've been dealing with a chronic health issue for 8 months now. It's hard for me to even believe it's been that long. But it has. As I look back over those months I feel like I've changed in a way, the person who I was before I started getting fevers was carefree, spunky, hopeful. Now I feel more reserved. I don't take my health for granted when I am doing well. I notice that I feel strong. I notice when I feel a fever creeping on and can call it at 99.4. I hesitate to plan weekends away or parties. My doctor said it's two steps forward, one step back. That I will get better, and my body will get rid of this virus sometime. I don't really know. When I feel depressed about my health, I remember there are those who are much, much more seriously ill. I try to be grateful for what I have. I try to maintain my sunny disposition that is such an integral part of my identity. I try not to talk about it too much. I don't want to feel "robbed" of who I am because I'm going through a negative experience. I guess I am forging the more mature personality of a generally cheery person who has had some negative experiences. That is a very good thing to hold on to.
I've had more time to read this year, with some increased rest-time. I've taken a page from Bora's booklist and read Unaccustomed Earth by Jhumpa Lahiri, checking it out on my kindle from the library. (Which is an amazing way to access books!) I recommend it. It was a beautiful book of stories and those last three stories were so rich and heartbreaking. Absolutely beautiful.
Now reading A Walk In the Woods by Bill Bryson.
Trying to keep track of what I've read in 2012:
Oliver Twist by Charles Dickens
Black Nature: Four Centuries of African American Nature Poetry
Radical by David Platt
White Fang by Jack London
Unaccustomed Earth by Jhumpa Lahiri