Today I am at the cancer center for a six hour iron infusion. I will sit in a chair, hooked up to iv with iron pumping into my body. This will give me a little bit of energy for a little while. This is my reality with chronic illness. Most days when I go out into the public I make an effort to look my best, makeup to cover the dark circles under my eyes, hair straightened and sprayed into place, a smile on my face, covering up the ravage that my illness has done to my body. No one would guess just by looking at me that I have been bedridden for weeks, that the pain that I have on a day to day basis might put a normal healthy person into the fetal position and these are my “good” days. Today. I am sharing the real me. Reality of chronic illness.