PhysicallyOur bodies, Our enemies. At least sometimes, right? One day we can feel almost "normal", and go about our daily business none the worse for wear, maybe a little twinge here and there, but pretty okay. The next day, we're crying into our pillows and begging for someone to help us get up to the bathroom.
We may spend all day in bed, sleeping off the bone-crushing fatigue that hits us, only to pop up at 5:00 pm, feeling tons better, and ready to cook dinner for 10. We meet a friend at the market who says, "You look fabulous! Let's go to lunch!" and have to reply, "Sorry, I'm just off to my dialysis (or chemo) appointment."
There simply isn't any way to predict how our bodies are going to feel, or even look. The only constant that I have noticed, in my experience, is the lousier I feel, the better I look. (Low-grade fevers make my cheeks rosy and my eyes sparkle -- Go fig.)
While it makes for "adventuresome" living, it can make it more difficult to make plans for social events, or even for grocery shopping. We have to learn to listen to our bodies and adapt our plans to how we're feeling at any given time. That may mean having understanding friends and family when we have to change a sit-down dinner party to a potluck supper. It may also mean investing in a video camcorder in order to be able to watch Junior's breakout performance as a rutabaga in the first grade play. These adaptations do not make us horrible, selfish people. They allow us to participate in life at our own pace, just like everyone else.