Coping

I read, err, more skimmed an article yesterday saying that people who write just 20 minutes, three times a week are healthier. They heal faster and are able to cope with emotional and physical problems more readily than those who don't write.  

I've known this to be true in my life. It is one of the reasons why I've decided to write everyday this year.  I hurt. All. The. Time. I hurt.  It is exhausting. There are some days when I barely notice it. Then there are the rest of the days when it is in the forefront of my mind. 

Before I started writing tonight I was sitting on the sofa watching tv and playing on my phone. I was trying to distract myself from the pain. My legs, hips and shoulders feel like they're being squeezed. Pressure surrounds them. Kind of like when you get your blood pressure taken and the cuff is too tight. Imagine that feeling over half your body, all the time.  Then go about your day working, taking care of your home and your children. Now do it on half the sleep that you need because you wake up every time you move because of the pain. That is my life. 

I love the days when I feel good. I actually have felt pretty good since I started taking an anti inflammatory every day. I'm not really sure what has brought on my most recent bout of inflammation. I don't know what causes me to feel this way. I know I have a degenerated disc that is also arthritic, but that is a different kind of pain than I feel right now. I have hypothyroidism and that accounts for many of my health issues. I suspect I have some sort of auto immune disorder, but I have never been diagnosed. But that doesn't really matter. 

Writing is supposed to help. It is cathartic. It is supposed to help me deal with my problems.  So we'll see.  As of now I've been writing for 19 minutes and I still hurt.  Maybe by the end of next week I won't hurt anymore. What do think?