Lupus patients show courage every day they are alive. If they can get their children off to school on time, despite aching joints, exhaustion at a level that it is difficult to convey, or whatever other symptoms the particular patient is coping with, it is the equivalent of lifting a car off someone trapped under it. For some patients, just the fact of waking up is a victory over the disease that is trying to kill them. We become masters and mistresses of everyday joy.
So I want to share with you a few of my everyday joys from recent days. When I was a younger woman, and healthier, these events would not have given me a tiny scintilla of joy.
I have been painting the interior of a medicine chest in my new bathroom. We accidentally picked up one that was fake wood interior instead of white. Can't take it back. So I decided to paint it with one of the little cans of paint I picked up for $0.50 at Home Depot. I can only stand up to paint to for 2-3 minutes. Some days I could not paint. Every day that I could stand up long enough to paint. I put a brush-load or two in that cabinet. It has taken my about two weeks to get almost finished painting that cabinet with that little pint of paint. Every time I put another brush-load on, joy surged through my body. I could not be happier if I won a major marathon.