One morning last week, I had a conversation with a fellow teacher at the school where I teach in the mornings. I shared with her that I need to have a knee replacement surgery, but I will wait until the end of the school year. She asked me if it was painful, I said yes, but that it wasn’t a problem. She couldn’t quite understand how I could say that.
As someone who has lived with chronic illness for over 25 years, pain is something that is a constant in my life. It is only a question of how much on any given day. I shared that with her, but she still did not quite understand where I was coming from.
The conversation was just an example of what it is like to be a spoonie, someone with chronic illness, trying to explain to someone what my experience is like. In my mind, pain is just part of my reality, so just press on with life.
Knowing that Jesus understands pain and that I can share my experience with Jesus when I pray, makes the difference for me. When I pray, it is a reminder that everything in this life is temporary. It is eternity that matters to me. I know that in heaven, there will be no pain. So each day here in this life, is one day closer to when Jesus takes me home. Until then he has work for me to do here- Share and show his love to others.
That is what keeps this spoonie going through the pain and fatigue.
Thank you for reading. God Bless.