I expected more of a slump – it never came. I don’t know whether to be happy that I didn’t have a valley of despair that I needed traverse and come up out of. Obviously, I’m happy about avoiding the down/depression symptoms directly.
I’m also worried that it means my disease is changing.
It could get worse.
It could just be different: which is, by definition, somewhat worse as understanding it I can manage it better. If my symptoms keeps changing, they might become different enough that I can’t manage them. So change in symptoms is scary, even if the symptoms are less bad.
So, cheers that I didn’t get depressed. But fear of what that means. One cycle does not a pattern make. I just need to stay on my toes.