Pace yourself be damned! I hate whatever it is going on in my body. There I said it. Yesterday was a beautiful day - mid 70's, bright blue skies. And I'm inside sleeping the day away. husband woke me to make sure I ate a carton of yogurt so I could take my noon medications & I was back asleep within the hour. husband woke me around 3 or so. He was running some errands & wanted to know if I had any ideas for dinner. I screamed at the man - hadn't given dinner a thought. I started sobbing; told husband that I should be out playing 9 holes of golf & then hitting the store on the way home. Instead I'm laying there sleeping a perfectly beautiful day away. At the very least I should be working in my yard & planting flowers. Anything but this. All these doctors keep telling me that the recovery period will be long......recovery from exactly what & how long? That's what I want to know. All of these half ***ed diagnosis's are just that - half ***ed! I'm grieiving for the many losses over the last year or 2. I'm doing my best to maintain a positive attitude but this weekend I'm struggling. The docs keep telling me I'm in for a long recovery period & they don't know to what extent I will recover. What the heck does that mean???? And they are referring to the Cushings Syndrome. What about the other issues? I'm afraid to ask so I don't. I'm angry as well & again doing my best to maintain. I'm tired of being so very isolated, not being able to remember things & of being so very exhausted & in pain. Okay - done whining for the day. Just needed to get that out of my system before husband wakes up & kt gets home from respite this afternoon. Thanks for listening ~ I really appreciate the ear.