I don't talk about it anymore, to anybody. Nobody wants to hear it. Everybody has something worse so why bother? I try to make the best of if and count my blessings. It could always be worse. If you don't appear to be on death's bed then nobody is really concerned anyway. Why waste the breath of explaining or complaining?

IMO when most social friends (not good firends or certain family) ask how I am doing, they really don't want o know. They regret asking if I actually tell them I feel like crap. All they "really" want to hear is good news like "I'm fine." or "I'm better"

I find it less of a hassle to keep it quiet and let them live in oblivion. Plus, I don't have to hear about thier friend's great aunt sally who found a cure for the latest diet, snake oil, etc

I resemble that remark...

If someone asks, I say, "I have good and bad days...today is a good day." Of course, if I'm walking like the Tin Man or a drunk, they know I'm lying.
When DH or the inlaws ask, I usually say I'm fine, then they give me a look and say, "Truth or are you lying?"

I try to ignore the stupid disease...I wish they would...

I have a son that is 36 years old, he thinks attitude is everything and thinks no one should complain about anything, he has never had anything happen to him in his 36 years (medically or any other problems, good choices I guess) so he really doesn't get it when things do happen to people, and we all know no one get out of this life without problems, sometimes I wonder if he will be able to handle it when it does happen to him, and it will, anyway, he has taught me to not complain and always keep a good attitude so I guess I have to thank him for that.