perserverence

I am going into the city tonight to stay in a chic hotel with my husband.  We planned this at the beginning of the summer when one of those discount sights online was selling nights at this hotel at major discounted rates.  He suggested it, which he often does, one of the many things I love.  Like a mini vacation within our funky city in an area that is a lot of fun no matter what time of day.
Of course, I have been dealing with a significantly painful ovarian cyst all week.  I figured, no problem, I'll take some pain meds, and besides, after a few more days in my cycle its GOT to get better, right? (even though the Dr.s are talking about surgery and the thought of my 10th laporoscopic procedure on my belly does not a happy girl make). Anyway, me, being me, I pay as little attention to pain as possible.  Last night at dinner, My hubby mentioned it might be fun to go to a club tonight too (even though it is the middle of the summer and the crowd will be, um, different then it would be otherwise and let's face facts--we are not in our 20s). I sent a text to a high school friend who I've re=connected with in a mutually nice way, who I guess you can say 'knows people". Low and behold we are going to a club tonight. I get to feel like the big MACHA,and hubby gets to pay the bill ;).
Well, I woke up with fierce migraine.  Of course.  What else is new. It would seem for most of my life, whenever I have had fun things planned, I haven't felt well. HOWEVER, it doesn't stop me. As I used to tell the women in the CCFA support group I led, if you can figure out a way to live with the pain, to function thru the  pain, so that you have short bursts of happiness, then do it. It MAY be that I will take a nap in between dinner and the club--I'm getting old! OR, I might not have to! I probably will bring LOTS of meds to help me feel better in the wee hours into tomorrow and all day tomorrow. BUT, what I AM NOT WILLING to do, IS TO SIT AROUND COMPLAINING  WOE IS ME.
LIFE IS FOR LIVING.  I might have to do it more slowly than other women my age. I might have to do it with more medication, or more alternative thinking and methods than women my age, but I will do it.