What a freaking freezing day today. My mind has just been in a fog. I'm thinking about how nice it will be to return to work on Monday and stop slacking off being sick. That's how I see it, I'm a slacker. Sometimes this disease makes things happen to your body and you just can't get out of bed and when you do get out of bed, you barely have enough energy to do anything. Other times, and I'm glad it's most days, I feel normal. Like a normal human being. Productive, alive, energetic and happy. I'm glad those are how most of my days are spent. I find it's much easier to whine about how you feel when you feel bad, than it is to recognize when you're smiling and laughing and feeling good, happy, normal.
On a contemplative note, remember, you must face the things you fear the most and overcome them. (not exactly a quote from Elenore Roosevelt, but close to it, someday when my immune system isn't in shit shape I'll have that tattooed somewhere on my body, somewhere visible) Following that advise isn't always easy. Every one's life is scary sometimes. Other's have lives that are scary a lot. But try when you can to just look at what you fear, look at it right in the eye and spit!