When the cat's away the mice are busy, busy, busy at work. I always thought that was supposed to be the mice will *play*, but today that's just not true.
In other words, I don't really have time to come up with a post all of my own, so I'm cross-posting this from CysticGal:
Check out Breath Sentence, specifically this post and this post, if you ever really wanted get inside the head of many Cysters and Fibros. It'll give you an idea of how we *sometimes* feel when we're frustrated about how people react to our illness.
"I couldn't, or shall I say, didn't, put it better myself." --CysticGal
How Things Are
4 days ago