What should we say in the face of the knowledge that a loved one feels poorly? We don't want them feeling that way for long, and we want them to know it - what else can we say? I took some time to compile a list of all the things you could say to spoonies instead.
A poem about how pain can feel like it takes over your identity. Written in a flare. Any Spoonies who can relate, please make yourself known in the comments!
In honour of Invisible Illness Week, I answer the '30 Things' tag about my invisible illness. Find out more at http://www.invisibleillnessweek.com.