I am grateful for reconnecting with old, good friends who understand the challenges of ‘chronic life’.
I am grateful for my body’s unpredictability, since I overdid it badly on Wednesday and was expecting Thursday to be awful, but it wasn’t.
I am grateful for tiny bursts of motivation and the satisfaction of Getting Stuff Done.
I am grateful for the online community of my peers; young women with chronic pain or illness, sharing their experiences and making me feel less alone.
I am grateful for the air conditioning that makes it bearable to lie on a heatpad when it is 40 degrees Celcius.
I am grateful to live in Australia, which, although imperfect, has a vastly better social security and health system than many other parts of the world and is working to improve it through the National Disability Insurance Scheme.
I am grateful to have learned early in life to budget effectively and to live on less, where others would probably struggle.
I am grateful to have the world’s snuggliest cat to keep me company when I’m stuck in bed.
I am grateful to have a father who, despite not really being able to afford it, makes it a priority to pay for my spinal surgeries when I otherwise could not afford them.