I have recently been diagnosed with lupus, even though I have been pretty much been suffering my whole life, just far to blinking bone idle to go to the doctors until I was told by my mother to buck my ideas up and go. You know what they say mums are always right, and they are.. If it wasn't for her I would be 10times worse. It's just the word lupus, couldn't really of thought of a better word to describe it "wolf" it sneaks up on you when you least expect it then lingers around and will just not bloody go away! A bit like a dodge bloke you meet in town and he just keeps following you into ever club! My boss (the cow) when I told her I am now a lupus sufferer, she explainded that we are all playing a role in the world of lupus where only I can choose what role I play.. Weather I sit and cry about it or I pick my self up and get on with it... She may be right. But she can do one if she thinks I'm telling her that. But she's also wrong in so many ways. I don't know about anyone else but some times I wanna have a good cry about it and I wanna stamp my feet and shout! We are all human! We are aloud to be in a grump at times, it's totally normal! There are going to be days where we are going to wanna stay in bed with mr lupus all day and there are gonna be day where mr lupus is gonna get his head kicked in cos we wanna go out or shopping or to the pub!! We are who we are and ain't no one gonna change that!