So, today is a fairly
pants day. Those close to me would say that I've been overdoing it
but how can I overdo things when what I do is a fraction of what
other people are capable of?
One thing I hate about
Meniere's Disease is being treated like I'm made of eggshell. I still
remember the days of my youth when I would cycle for miles and miles,
run with carefree abandon through fields of nettles and other such
youthful nonsense. Now, however, spending a morning staring at a
computer screen whilst entering invoices makes me want to vomit and
attending a comic convention for two or three days takes over a week
from which to recover.
So, I get told that I'm
overdoing it and I need to rest.
But what if I don't
want to? What if I want to live a normal life like someone without
stupid little sacs of imbalanced fluid inside their ears? Is that too
much to ask for?
I think not.
I don't want to spend
the day feeling constantly tired or depressed. I don't want to dread
having to cook my tea because that means standing up for half an hour
watching vegetables boil whilst the room is spinning.
Right now, I would kill
for normality.
But in doing so, would
I lose what I am, a survivor?
I have this constant
battle every day and, so far, Mister Meniere's has yet to win the
war. Yes, he may gain the occasional victory, but even now, sitting
here with the fug of gloom encompassing me, I know in my heart of
hearts that tomorrow will be
another day. I will meet people who shall make me smile and I will
receive all manner of cuddles and love from my furry friends.
So
yes, today is a fairly pants day.
But
that doesn't mean that tomorrow will have to follow suit.
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