When you are playing Boggle, and you find the words anus, arse, tear, pain and cry.

When you look at you car and decide you're not driving that beast today...

Every minute of every day has to be planned, like a railway timetable...

You have hidden the condition for 26 years due to misdiagnosis and fear and when you get the help and the right diagnosis it all becomes so much easier to talk about. To the point that you can pretty much talk to anyone about the condition and what you have been going through post surgery. Its really a big relief to also know that after all this time that you are not alone on your journey and that there is great supportive help out there . So thank you to everyone here for their honest and very helpful insight and experience sharing on here xxxBig hugs to you all

ryanman0 wrote:... when you understand that humans are so fragile that a two centimeter cut can take much of their life away for so long.

Yes, so true. It makes you feel like a zombie.

When you suddenly decide wearing loose sweatpants is an okay option for any social event.

You pray to God for mercy just to perform a normal bodily function.

It's better to stand in line for a movie than it is to go in and watch it

You know the program line up of every 892 channels of cable TV.

You decide where to eat based on the type of chairs the have to sit in.