My birthday is coming up, but I have already received the best gift from my spouse. What was it? New boots? Leather jacket? A new Harley?
No, nothing material. I don’t need more “stuff.”
What I consider to be the very best present is my spouse’s enduring recovery and progress toward remission of his illnesses.
He is *not* fully recovered. He is *not* in complete remission. But by stopping all meds (with doctor’s concurrence), continued refined diet to manage inflammation, and by pacing himself, his smile has returned. His energy level has risen. His ability to care for himself and do things he wants to do when he wants to do them has returned (for the most part.) His renewed passion of love, caring, devotion, and romantic gestures have come back.
THIS is all I wanted for my birthday.
I am a man of deep faith. I had faith that persistence, caring, devoted time and attention, and good medical care would bring my spouse back to better health.
We’re at Day 20 without symptoms. Get us to Day 60, and then we’ll start talking remission.
Life is short: have faith, and show those you love how you love them!