I might of already put this in a thread...can't remember...but it fits well here in the "humbling" category: I was at the GI a couple of weeks ago and just received yet another test result coming back normal and I was feeling super sorry for my undiagnosed self. I got into the elevator and two young women also got on. One of them was crying and she said they were stopping dialysis and that he'd need a new kidney very very soon...she said she couldn't believe her new husband was going to die and all she wanted was her kidney to be a match but it wasn't. I felt so sick that I'd thrown such a pity party for myself...I try to think of this moment now when I'm in pain or hating whatever's wrong with me - yes, my life could be better but my goodness I'm lucky too.