I've been in a flare for quite a while now, ever since the "dental appointment gone bad." Yesterday, I had my first good day in a long time. I pushed and pushed and got a lot done. Of course, I'm paying for that now. But I get SOOO angry when people accuse or imply that I have no willpower. I can only conclude that they don't know jack about willpower. It is only through sheer willpower that I do not go catonic during some of my bouts with pain. It is only through sheer willpower that I'm able to raise a child on my own despite what's going on with my health. It is only through sheer willpower that I make nearly all of my doctor's appointments -- and dentist appointments -- and blood draws -- and get my son to his, too. It is only through sheer willpower that I can prepare three meals a day for a child when I'm having a flare. It is only through sheer willpower that I survive under the weight of the albatross of poverty. My willpower and drive force me to keep going even when in extraordinary amounts of pain. That doesn't mean that -- physcially speaking -- I should be doing what I'm doing. It only means that through sheer will, I am able to get through the bad days, conquer the odds, battle the unexpected obstacles, keep going -- even if at a shuffle ... ... and still have hope for a better tomorrow. I don't think I only speak for myself, do I ?