Why fatigue sucks ass

It affects every part of my day - waking is hard, standing is hard, thinking is hard. Doing things that I enjoy doing is hard - doing things that I don't enjoy.... sometimes it seems insurmountable. I am comforted by the instruction that the Lord will give us no challenges that are beyond us to achieve - I am less comforted by the implicit logical conclusion - that He will push me absolutely as far as I can go. My faith is not disturbed in the wake of my diagnosis - I know that some will not understand this. It's not a matter of fair and unfair - it's that sometimes shit happens, and logically, sometimes it will happen to you. I'm just glad it's not worse - and I still pray that if there is anything bad to come to my boys that it will come on me first. The bottom line is - I know that I'm being taken care of, and that gives me peace, even on days when everything seems beyond me.