In twenty-five years in banking, I never told anyone anything about my health, other than I was scheduled for surgery.  I don’t talk about my health and only did it on the tour of the room to ensure people knew where I was coming from.  It’s not that I am ashamed of my disease, it’s more that if I ignore it, others will as well.  I know it’s a foolish thought when basically all you see are my hands, but I am more than my disease.  Unfortunately, today I’m in pain.  Not the normal kind that I can easily ignore, but the kind that all the narcotics and steroids in the world can’t erase.  I know a lot of you know what I am talking about.  When you have a day like this, you wonder if you’ll be able to take it.  But you will.  We were made to experience pain.  We were also made to experience everything else the world has to offer.   So we have to look to tomorrow, in hopes that the medications will work, or the weather will change, or we will just get some slight reprieve.  There’s always tomorrow.  I’m counting on it, and so should you.

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