I was strong enough to haul hay?
I was always the one called on to open the jar of pickles?
I took the place of a man when moving furniture or any other heavy object?
I packed babies around for hours on end?
I kick-boxed, walked, kinda ran and played relentless racquetball?
Those are my memories today - memories of days ago but hopefully to be reality again when I beat this thing: http://www.lifewithlymedisease.blogspot.com.
And trust me, one day I will.