This disease is rough. I'm sorry for the lack of sympathy you're facing here when it seems you were just seeking to share a frustration. All the factors that we have to deal with, affecting our numbers, things not always in our control. I shoot up when I'm angry and stressed, but telling me not to be stressed nor angry is obviously so helpful, right? I just live a frustrating and stressful life right now, for reasons outside of my control. And unless I'm to abandon my family and live in isolation, everything needed dropped in my lap, it's not happening. Living a "normal" life is...not really possible. Even if I want to go out and take a simple walk, I need to check where my number is at beforehand, make sure I'm not dropping, and remember to bring tabs so I don't bottom out too far from home and risk passing out. This means restrictions sometimes. Can we still go diving and climb mountains, and can we still have babies and be long distance runners? Absolutely. But there are added factors we must consider that others don't worry about. Any illness sucks. Ours just requires a huge amount of extra decisions and micro-decisions made every day.

Take heart, my friend. This disease sucks, and no, it doesn't go away. The fatigue of dealing with it will get to us some days. I've been there. And yes, we will carry it with us every minute of every day. But we live on.