And I'm off...

If anyone reading this post suffers from chronic disease, you will get everything im about to say. If you do not have a disease, just hold with me.

As you guys may know, learning to deal with chronic illness creates a new way of life. A patient must learn his limits, what's okay and what's just too over taxing. Here's a few examples-waking up in the morning, never open your eyes then proceed to stand up. A waiting period varying from 5 minutes to 45 minutes is needed to avoid possibly collapsing on the floor from low BP.
Thyroid hormone you see is what gives you your early morning energy first thing. Lyme disease however attacks your thyroid, making it dysfunctional. When the thyroid function dips, so will you.

Next-we've wokem up, blood pressure is now at a functioning level. We are standing up changing clothes, normal right? Well, no. Depending on the day we have joint, bone, and or muscle pain. Once clotures are changed, bodily fatigue is beginning.

And then after this processs we may want breakfast. Not always, sometimes the morning is just too blurry to eat. If we actually need to eat, something simple and small(but healthy, junk food causes it's own a symptoms) like an apple is all that is consumed. Maybe not even the whole apple depending on the day.

And that's a regular morning for someone like me. I wake up, lay there until I can get up, grab an apple, then go to work and smile.
Lately my joints rarely cause a problem, bones are fine, but muscles are tight and cold. So changing clothes is tiring to some degree.
I started stretching and exercising mildly, I have had tolerable improvement. I can't over do the exercise, been there done that. Never ends in my favor.
I started the mild exercise a three days ago I think, and today was notably harder than before to get down on the floor and expend energy.
I only do my routine for 5 minutes max.

Anyway, I think I got distracted.

Chronic illness changes what a person can do. I saw something recently, and it just triggered me.
I don't know of a better way of putting it, but it just hit me.

The post was a happy parent bragging about how amazing their kid is doing. Working and doing school am obnoxious amount of time and a 4.0gpa.
I'm sad the say the only thing I felt was depressed and sorry for myself. I feel like I have fought to the death for the energy I have to work and to get my not so great gpa.
I eat a special high nutrient diet with minimal chemicals and garbage, I have single handily kept the amazon supplements companies in business, and I have had to fight with adults since I was barely a teenager to even get recognition that I'm sick and need treatment.

I have the disease that leaves me looking almost normal and feeling like I'm physically dead.
I eat weird foods all the time and I look anorexic.

And this disease is surpassing breast cancer and HIV by longshots...
But none of us get recognized. None of us get treatment. The only people that care are the ones who have experienced it.