I have various symptom diaries that date from July 1996 through August 2013:
-Spreadsheets with simple checkmarks.
-Calendars with exhausted, nearly unreadable scrawbles.
-Boxes filled in to represent mild-moderate-severe.
-Specific: exact moment, ounce or mL.
-Apps too time consuming to continue.
The symptoms were spontaneous in nature occurring at any hour of the day or night. The only commonality was me: no pattern for precursor, time, or place.
Two years ago Dr. R asked me to keep a symptom diary for two weeks and send it to him.
I balked, then explained: the symptoms overlapped and occurred so frequently I wouldn’t be able to attend to my job if I kept track of the exact minute each symptom befell me.
I acquiesced; recorded symptoms in two hour increments, then faxed him a diary.
Recently I’ve wondered..
What would a ‘Fruits of the Spirit’ diary look like?
What if a crop of fruit spontaneously burst forth in my life unexpectedly and overlapped at all times of day or night, with no pattern for precursor, time, or place?
