This past week has been interesting. After 6 weeks of being pain-free and living my life, I've gotten a pretty good flare-up. Slowly throughout the week, it faded and I was on a good track. Until today! We decided to move my grandma who has dementia into an assisted living facility and the choice and process has been stressful. I didn't realize how much so until the pain flare-up today. It's affected my life and my mom's life greatly, but it's not been an easy decision. We both feel incredible guilt for doing this to her and "sneaking" around behind her back about it. I've been practicing outcome independence and have done a good job with it until today - the fear is creeping back in about whether I'm going to be the one to heal for good or not. I'm feeling a little sad, frustrated and discouraged!