Sometimes I Forget

Sometimes, I almost forget that I have chronic illnesses. I hang out with people who think of me as healthy or who know but forget, and I don't remember my reality until I get home or until I'm asked to do something I'm physically incapable of. The worst thing lately is the decision to not kneel at Mass or to have my kneecaps slip so far out of place that I limp to communion. Once in a while, I am ok to kneel. I was a few weeks ago, but I tried it theses last two weeks, and it was a bad move. I don't want to have these limits, but I can only change so much.