Yup, me too, and I'm jealous as well. But then I've got all my limbs, I can see and hear, I'm generally healthy, and so are the members of my family. There is nice food to eat and a lovely sky at sunset, and if I'm lucky there'll be something good on TV tonight. It's not all bad. Plus you don't know what the lady coming back from work has on her plate. For all you know she may just have heard that she's got cancer.
I must admit I haven't really come across anyone who's got completely over this either, once they've had it for a while, but maybe you just don't hear from those people anymore. Many years ago I was fine for about two years in a row, but then it came back. Now I'm fine most of the time, I work and I'm not on medication, and the rest I just have to live with. It's nowhere near as bad as it once was. Ok, I'd rather it just went away, but it won't and it could be a hell of a lot worse.
Yes, being able to go on holiday would be nice, but nobody ever said life is fair. When I was in my twenties I flew to Jamaica on my own on the spur of the moment, I hitch hiked all through Europe, never knowing where I would stay the next night, now I miss out on my career because I can't even go on a training course that involves staying away over night. But let me tell you that I've managed to FLY two weeks ago, albeit just a short distance, and that I've stayed away from home over night twice this year, and that I had a really good time once I got going. Maybe next year I'll be able to go on a proper holiday, who knows. And if not then not. There are still loads of things you can do that make life enjoyable.
Plus once you've got your medication sorted out you may well be up there on that mountain and wonder why you ever thought it was a problem!!
Marianne
