how is it possible for an illness to be so misunderstood, even by medical professionals? I am having a tough day, week, etc and my supervisor stopped by to check in ( she is supposed to do this weekly) When she gets here, she alternated between texting and telling me that I jsut need more laughter in my life! Are you serious?! I can't get my meds because the insurance company has denied the claim. so I am muscling through this on my own. Easter is coming and i can't breathe with all of the expectations on me. I just want to sleep until .... forever. Yet my nurse supervisor thinks that laughter is going to make everything better. Maybe i really don't feel as bad as i think i do... it's all in my head..... the sorrow, the loneliness, the tears I can't shed, the SI, i just have been handling it all wrong. I just need more laughter in my life. I'll get right on that, as soon as i stop bleeding...