Truly I am blessed. As a family we manage, and I do as much as I can, for as long as I can, but there is definately a limit. The "suprise... company" who's never been here would have thrown me off on my best pre-RSD day. It was just rude of them. And another moment of clairity that this is the new me (limitations).

If I/we had an open gapping wound that reflected the pain felt by RSD, it would be so obvisous to everyone what the limits are. They can't see the pain, only the results of the pain.

when I wrote my original post, I was just really angry. Angry at them, angry at this damn condition. Bottom line... it just is what is. Que Sera, Sera.