Well, it looks like we'll be having a low key Thanksgiving at home tomorrow. Thanks to a cold/sinus infection/cough/fever/weird eye thing, I'm on 3 medications and have been told to stay in bed. Not exactly what I had in mind, but that's the way it goes.
As I've mentioned before, the shot that I give myself every week basically suppresses my immune system so the littlest sniffle or sore throat ends up turning into some infection that can last for weeks. It's very frustrating, especially since I've always been pretty healthy and rarely sick. Sometimes I wonder if it's worth it. What's worse: Letting the disease progress or having a weak immune system? Dealing with greater pain and a fused spine or the serious possible side effects of the drug? The answers aren't so easy.
But for now, on this Thanksgiving Eve, I am thankful for a caring team of doctors, for medication that allows me to live a normal life, for health insurance and the fact that I even have choices. I am mindful that there are millions of Americans without adequate health insurance these days. The choices are made for them.
So while I won't be cooking a large feast, dressing up for a fun party or eating to my heart's content, I will still be giving thanks, and that's what it's all about.