I get down, like everyone does.
It's an oft quoted retort that there is always someone worse off than yourself, but it's true.
The trick is to turn the negatives into positives.
I used to get bored having a day off from work, because I loved my job so much.
Three years ago I was devastated to be told I have an incurable, degenerative illness, and that I would never work again. A bit of a slap in the face for me, to say the least.
On the positive side, it's not going to kill me. I never need to worry about setting the alarm clock again. When the weathers good I can sit in it all day. I've been able to spend more precious time with my family, rather than the frantic weekends of old. I can spend all day reading, with no guilt if the mood takes me. I have the luxury just to live, and be.
In summary-
Shock diagnosis now equals unexpected holiday.
