Every day is a struggle. A day can start out great, but end in pain and fatigue. The most random areas of your body can start a flare. The inside tissue of my ankle, a kink in my elbow, that's all it takes for my whole body to go up in flames. I can complain forever, but to be honest, it doesn't make anything better, and who wants to be a whiner?
This is the point where I have to make a choice. Do I succumb to the pain and stay in bed for a week or do I push through it and do what I can in the limited amount of time and energy for each day? That is a choice that I make most days of my life, but it doesn't get any easier each time you make that choice.
Life is a struggle. Whether you have lupus or not, you make that choice every morning when you wake up. I choose to not let it bring me down. I choose to get up each morning and look forward to my day and all that I can get from it. That is my choice and every morning I make that decision all over again.
Our greatest glory is not in never falling but in rising every time we fall.