Hate to play ailment top trumps, but with T1 diabetes, stage 4 CKD, severe anorexia, peripheral neuropathy, autonomic neuropathy, glaucoma, asthma, IBD, depression and anxiety, GERD and a bad case of the grumps, I hear you!
The way I see it, my old age is going to be a breeze. I've already had the cataracts done, have mastered the Zimmer frame and am a whizz on a mobility scooter!
There is always going to be someone worse off than me, even when I'm having a 'sofa slug' day. I'm still here, I'm still smiling, and even though it's a different life to the one I dreamt of, I'm not sure if swap it. A strange thing to say, maybe, but I've learnt a lot about myself, and others through it all, and although it grinds me down, it could be worse, because I have hope. Little victories, eh?