So not only am I suffering in
the experiencing of
the symptoms, but multiplying
the effect by describing and
complaining about them to others in the present and after the fact.
So for one month, I won't mention my symptoms or utter the letters MS to my husband. He knows I have MS. I don't have to keep reminding him every single freaking day. If someone else asks how I am, I'll say fine, how are you. And if they ask it with that pitying expression, I won't take the bait.