staying positive

I started bleeding on Christmas Day, not a lot, just a little; small brown stains, just enough to notice. Sharp pains followed, shooting up my tummy. But then they were gone. The day went by, a blur of smiles and anxiety, trying to be normal so not to rouse suspicions from a family who were non-the-wiser
Although I'm highly organised and like being prepared for any eventuality, I must confess of late, living with Gaucher and Parkinson's, not to mention the new four legged addition to our family, it's a job staying on top of things.
The things people do when they assume no one is watching can be heart-warming, amusing, but occasionally just down right astonishing. I've often wondered what makes some men feel they can't be seen in the car.
Living with a long term illness can be awfully hard sometimes, and we all need a good laugh now and then. Comedy takes your mind off a bad situation, even if just for a short time, which one could say is the true form of "comic relief".