You're right on the money, Dejibo! I don't know how some people can think they know more about our conditions than we do. Heck, we're the ones who have to go to all the doctor's appointments, suffer through the various tests and "treatments" and, of yeah, live with it 24/7.

I understand when they want to share a "new" breakthrough with me once. It's the continuous nagging that drives me nuts. Better yet, when they're offended or feel betrayed because you won't blow your nest egg to go visit "Dr. Quake's Outer Mongolian Yak Milk Clinic."

Frankly, no one is sicker of talking about my condition than me. I want friends who can help give me a few moments of distraction rather than fling it in my face all the time. I'm blessed to have a couple of friends who get it. They include me in activities they think I'll enjoy, but are always careful to watch for signs that I'm tiring or feeling overwhelmed. I don't know what I ever did to deserve these great people, but I am so grateful they're there.

Cheers