Wow - I just need to put in my 2 cents here...

I like to dwell on the positive. I think of my MG as a 'condition'. My maligant thymoma cancer that came with it (radiation and twice through chemotherapy for it), it too is a 'condition'.

Erin - I think they don't understand how you are well enough to decorate the house for the holidays, host a party for your husband, and go on a cruise, yet not be able to do everything else that isn't as much fun. Please do not take this as an attack. I am merely on the outside looking into your life through the postings here. I have MG too...and I know about ups and downs and crisis situations. But I believe that they see one thing (you having a good time) and hear another (about how you have an 'incurable disease').

I try not to think of MG as an 'incurable disease'. What IS an incurable disease is ALS. From diagnosis to death is an average of 3-5 years. There is no cure and no medication to allow a satisfactory life. Those with ALS end up needing 24 hour care because they are confined to a wheelchair. THAT would be far harder to handle than my MG which can be controlled with medication and other medical advances. I know that I have more than 5 years to live with my disease. (My apologizes to those with ALS who may read this post and any mis-information I may have made).

And yes, you're right on the head when we say we didn't appreciate how good things were before we got sick. But you have to remember how bad it was when you were in crisis, and then think about life now. I guess what I'm trying to say is that it could always be worse, and just take the good when you have it. We never know when luck will come our way and things will turn around.

MissyGirl - You hit it on the head with book about Boundaries. A great read - a MUST own for those of us with the Type 'A' personalities that feel compelled to have to do everything for everybody and never say no. No matter how much I highlight relevant issues to myself, I still manage not to be able to stay true to myself and my own personal boundaries. (I still think it stems from the fact that as girls were were raised to be 'obedient'.)

Rumpled - HAHAHAHA with the Easy Button. I sure understand the inside joke of that. How great you can keep the humor.

Miachris2 - I absolutely LOVED your quote - ..."I really wish this disease was transmittable because I would then somehow find a way to give it to you and then you could then show me how to deal with it because you make it seem so easy". So many times I too wish I could have said something to that effect.

Redtail - Your family sounds great... "C'mon RUN". That sure made me smile. Great way to keep spirits up.

As for me, I too have had my share of 'rudeness' and other adjectives and verbs that aren't fit for print. A few christmas' ago I was so sick with what I thought was the flu. It was over a week of being so weak all I could do was lay on the couch. I couldn't even muster enough strength to go drive a half hour for Christmas family dinner. (Not that I would have eaten, but it was Christmas). So I spent Christmas alone on my couch with my cat.

Now one of my brothers is the type that know everything. Well he stopped by on his way home. 2 hours later I finally put some clothes on and called a cab to take me to the hopsital. I ended up getting admitted for 6 days. Turns out that I was quite anemic from the Imuran. (67 on the hemoglobin scale). So to this day when my brother starts spouting off on me about medical this and that and I should have known better, then I remind him that he saw me 2 hours before I got admitted, and I ask him again ... "Did I look sick enough to you to be admitted to the hospital for 6 days Doctor?" He says no - therefore - enough said. So just because you don't look sick doesn't mean that you're not. Sometimes you need to remind your family of instances where they were rude and un-informed. It brings them back down to earth.

Oh - and I had my share of humorous moments with the MG too. Never having ever been really sick before the MG symptoms started, and then learning that I would be having a 'Cat' scan. Not knowing what it entailed, I was quite nervous. My husband picked up our cat - waved it back it forth in front of me - and said "now you've had a cat scan".

Hey - we take the humor where we can right?

Lydia