I’m glad I don’t have any problems sleeping through snoring. My SO snores like a buzz saw, and I can cuddle up right next to him & fall asleep, no problem. I’d hate to have to sleep sepreately, or feel like I was giving up good rest to sleep together.
Also, I’m glad I’m not lactose intolerant. My life would be very sad without cheese & ice cream in it.
What about you?
I’m glad I don’t live in squalor. There’s a thread in MPSIMS right now started by a woman who seems to have spent a couple DAYS preparing her home for a delivery and it’s a problem I’ve seen pop up here from time to time over the years. I’ve seen it in real life quite a bit, too.
I can’t imagine living like that.
Adding to the lactose intolerance thing, I am very glad I do not have a gluten intolerance. Not because things with gluten tend to be yummy (if they were giving me horrible stomach cramps after I ate them, I probably wouldn’t think they were that yummy), but because gluten is freaking EVERYWHERE. Same with low sodium diets or peanut allergies–that stuff is all over the place here.
I’m lactose intolerant, but not bad enough that I can’t eat cheese. I eat cheese almost every day. I just can’t guzzle down tall glasses of milk and not expect gas and bloating right afterwards.
Most people are a little lactose intolerant. They just don’t know it.
I’m glad I do not have a prolasped anything. I keep seeing these commercials for vaginal meshes, and although I have no idea what they are, I do not want to have to get one.
I’m really glad I’ve never suffered from depression- it seems awful. Heck, I’m glad I don’t suffer from any (well, obvious at least) mental/chemical brain problems: ADD, etc.
I’m glad I don’t have any problems with medication abuse, prescription drugs and the like. The reason that’s on my mind, we just found out my S-I-L has been abusing for awhile and it had gotton to the point she really just wasn’t operating at all during the day. These weren’t even those you normally hear being abused, just stuff she’d take to combat one thing, then would have to take something else to combat another and pretty soon there’s a fistfull she’s downing every day, and this from someone that’s probably never had an illegal drug and hardly drinks.
I’ve been prescribed and have access to a lot of stuff that has the potential for it but for some reason, thanks goodness, I’m not prone to see much interest in it at all.
And yeah, Diosa, what I’ve read here about depression sounds simply awful.
Infertility. I was braced for it when we began trying to conceive, but turns out it wasn’t a problem. I’m one of those people who really felt that her life wouldn’t be complete without a baby. Thank god I don’t have to wrestle with that problem.
Even though I suffer from all sorts of mental health issues, I’ve watched my husband deal relentlessly this last year with chronic physical illness. Specifically the most painful, is his back and for the life of me, I don’t know how he (or anyone else) does it. If I had to fight with that hourly, day-in and day-out, I’d end up in a fetal postion, blubbering and planning on how the hell I was going to end it all. Oh, how my heart goes out for any folks who live with that.
I’m glad I’ve never struggled with or had to question my sexuality.
I’m glad I always knew I didn’t want children, so I never had to wrestle with my decision or try to decide what to do. I’m also glad I managed to avoid getting pregnant by accident, and that I was able to get sterilized fairly young so I could get off the birth control pills that were making me crazy.
A friend of mine is allergic to tomatoes, chocolate, and garlic. Is there no source of joy in his life?
And from what I’ve seen and heard from my mom and other relatives about migraines, I’m really glad that I seem to have dodged that genetic bullet.
I’m glad I don’t smoke.
I’m really happy not to have an inflammatory bowel disease like Crohn’s, with the awful pain, the unpredictability, frequent or repeated surgeries and the very few treatments available. I don’t have the courage to endure that, and I have boundless sympathy for people who do.
Oh, and I’m really glad I’m not allergic to animals.
I seem to be surrounded with cancer lately. I’m really glad that no one in my family (or me) has it right now. That could change of course.
I’m allergic to gluten. I was reading a blog one day, and the woman was talking about her meat allergy. It caused horrible symptoms, it caused problems at restaurants, you get the idea.
As I was reading, I thought, “I’m so lucky. I’d never make it if I was allergic to meat.”
So how did she finish her entry? With “But being allergic to meat isn’t that bad. At least I’m not allergic to gluten, that would be horrible!”
I’m really glad I’m not going blind. My mom is, and she’s in denial and not coping. I can’t imagine having that issue and not jumping out the nearest 10-story window.
I’m really glad I’m not unemployed. My only option would be to move back in with my mom, because I have no savings. I’d lose all the financial ground I’ve gained since the dark days of my bankruptcy, and I’d probably kill myself.
I’m really glad I’m intelligent. I’ve worked with people with developmental disabilities, and it just makes everything really difficult. Our world just doesn’t seem to provide properly for people of below average intelligence. You constantly need to read things, work out problems, remember things that can be really difficult if you have even a mild developmental disability.
Having watched my mother deal with Crohn’s (she had a very severe case) and the resulting emotional toll it took on her until it* finally killed her, I have to second the above. I’ve got IBS, but it’s a drop in the bucket compared to an IBD.
I’m also glad to have dodged the migraine bullet and am incredibly thankful that I’m not allergic to anything (that I’ve discovered yet at any rate).
*The emotional toll, not Crohn’s.
I’m glad I have a close, loving relationship with my parents and my brother. I’ve read threads on this board about crazy parents and/or disowning your siblings, and have some IRL friends in similar situations and it makes me really appreciate my family.
Yeah, this. Particularly with my (Step) mom She’s…just my Mom. that’s just the way it is… I fully realize how awesomesauce she is.