The Grey Days of Winter

So, it's been a while. A little over four months, to be exact. My endo symptoms have returned. I'm am, once again, in pain daily, sometimes severely. My mind - I'm easily distracted, it's hard to focus, hard to think. I still don't feel quite as cloudy as I used to, but I could see me becoming so since I haven't been getting much rest. Not that I don't sleep. I sleep quite a lot. But my dreams keep me from resting, as does my pain. I wake up multiple times a night. The Plaquinil seems to be working, though. There's a level of stiffness and resistance that isn't there in my body anymore. I don't have to fight as hard to move. I've been able to keep up with the housework a lot better because of this. I hurt at the end of the day, but it's not quite as bad as it had been. I'm pretty sure the specific pain - in my ribs and in my pelvis - is due to a reoccurrence of endo. This sucks because the only option is another surgery. I see my PCP tomorrow, for the first physical I've had in a very long time. I'm hoping he gives me a script for a complete MRI of my torso - ribs through pelvis. This pain can't be coming from nowhere.
Winter is bothering me. I was ok with it (sort of) until the snow and now I'm just done. We have birthdays to look forward to, but, really, that's not enough to stem the tide of depression that comes with gray days and bitter cold. (Add to that the fact that our basement fireplace is unusable at the moment, so the house is colder than usual.) I've entered the period of headaches and exhaustion that will last until the sun warms the earth and life can come back.