Have you ever heard people complain about little kids getting "participation awards" when they don't win competitions?
They'll say things like: "I never got an award for just turning up."
Well, I never got an award for just turning up either, and I really think some days I deserve one!
I think all lupies have those days, when just getting out of bed is an award-winning performance.
We all have times when if we manage to smile and say, "I'm fine," through all the physical pain we're in, we should get a Logie.
Some days, we deserve Olympic Gold, for walking down our own hallway.
Some days, we should get an ARIA award for opening our mouths and not screaming in pain.
Some days, the artwork involved in make-up to change a rash-covered death-mask into a "normal" face is deserving of an Archibald.
If you coaxed a sore, tired, complaining body out of bed this morning, you deserve an award.
If you took part in today in any way despite pain, fatigue, brain fog, depression and rashes, you should get a round of applause.
If you did something to care for someone else today, despite being barely able to care for yourself, you should be Australian of the Year.
Pat yourself on the back (or get someone else to do it - arthritic shoulders don't like to reach like that.) You deserve all the awards.
Hip! Hip! (The good hip, not the bad one.) Hooray for you!
You are amazing. Don't ever forget it.
(Note: for overseas readers - a Logie is an acting award, an ARIA award is a music award, and the Archibald is a portrait-painting prize.)