Is The Pain Really Worth It?

     Most people with chronic illnesses (MS, EDS, Fibromyalgia, etc.) know that with some things they do, there will be repercussions.
     Yesterday, my family and our friends did our annual trip to a local water park. I wasn't able to catch my breath all day. My chest was hurting all day. So my mom took me to get checked out at the little first aid place. My blood pressure was actually really good. However, my pulse was elevated, but not to the point where they should have worried. The guy even offered to give me oxygen but I was hungry so I just said I would relax and I left to go find some food. After I ate, I went on some other rides about a dozen times, ignoring the pain. It wasn't the smartest idea, but I did what I had to do to take my mind off the pain.
     Last night, after we left the water park, we went out to eat. I was in so much pain - my hips were hurting, my feet were killing me, my head was pounding, and my chest was still under pressure. They first seated us outside on the patio, in which I could not handle because of the heat. When I asked [politely] if we could move inside, everyone at our table gave a big fuss, making me feel insignificant. Once we were finally inside, everyone started fake-complaining how it was too cold. It wasn't funny, at all. It pissed me off because it made them seem insensitive.
     When we finished our meal, I got up from my seat and hobbled on out to the car. The pain had increased so much. In the parking lot, I just hugged my mom and cried on her shoulder. The day was not worth the pain. The water park wasn't really that fun because of my pain. The walking killed me. It was so cold that when I would come out of the wave pool, I wasn't able to feel my thumbs. It was just an uncomfortable day.
     All in all, sometimes the pain isn't worth pushing for. You can only push so much.
     This weekend, my family is going to our family beach house. There, we waterski and go tubing and fishing and all active things. I don't even know if I can go waterskiing. And I ALWAYS go waterskiing out there. So that expresses how much pain I'm in. And we were specifically going out this weekend so we could have a waterskiing 'competition' among the cousins. We were originally supposed to take my dad's car out because it is cheaper with gas. But his car is small and has minimal leg room. So luckily, I was able to convince my mom to take her big van. Hopefully it'll be more comfortable.
     But overall, pushing to get through the water park yesterday has ruined my weekend. I just want the surgery to come faster so I can get off my feet and stop pushing. I know I could get off my feet now, but being that I can walk around now, I have the incentive to do normal things. 13 days. I can do it.