Get Up and Fight or Let the Illness Win

The last few days have been a little on the difficult side. The pain has been absolutely insane and I haven’t been able to sleep very well. When I do finally sleep I have the wonderful pain dreams so as always I’m reminded that there is no escape.

I actually woke up today in a good mood, but there’s only so much pain you can handle before your nerves wear thin and the bad mood sets in. I’m so frustrated right now, because I can’t get comfortable and I have so much writing to catch up on and no energy or brain power.

I love the days when for a split second I’m able to forget that I’m sick. There’s just that moment that I’m doing something and I feel normal. It doesn't happen very often, but it’s the little things like that, that gives me the strength to keep on keeping on.

Everyone seems to think that if we don’t think about being sick, then we will be just fine and we’ll be able to work full-time, keep the house spotless and enjoy our favorite hobbies. They must live in the same fantasy world that the Lyrica commercials come from. I wish every damn day that it could be like that, but that’s just not how it is in the land of the chronically ill. I used to just shrug it off when someone would say stuff like that, but then the anger took over. Now I tell them to go slam their hand in a car door and see if they can ignore the pain.

Yes I tend to get a little on the bitchy side sometime, but if I don't stand up for myself then how can I expect anyone else to. Having a chronic illness is a battle and if we don't get up and fight every day then the illness is going to win. I refuse to let that happen.

I hope everyone is having a good day/night. Gentle hugs and lots of love.


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