my superpower is resilience

Recently, there has been a lot of talk about how people with chronic illnesses are uniquely made for life during times such as these.

• Self-isolation? All over it.
• Living with medical and health uncertainty? Only for the past 15 years.
• Dealing with precarious times, when you're unsure how long the status quo is going to last? Well, duh. Where've you been?

Sometimes these posts have been subtitled Welcome to our world. And it's hard not to take some pleasure from this idea. Especially when 'people with underlying health conditions' are viewed (and described) as being only slightly above 'red-shirt-wearing Star Trek characters' in terms of current expected lifespan.

- Don't worry, men. I'll make sure you get a decent funeral
- Which one of us are you talking to?
- Erm...

However, there are better reasons than our wonky genes as to why we might be prepared for living through a pandemic. And I prefer to focus on the fact that we're resilient.

We've had the shit kicked out of us. We've been forced to face up, not only to health challenges but also to being seen as disposable benefit-scrounging wastes of space. And we're still here.

We're used to adapting to whatever is thrown at us. Whatever new indignities our conditions bless us with.

In short order, my own trials include (but are not limited to) increasing reliance on a range of mobility aids and intermittent self-catheterisation (relax girls, I'm married).

We're old masters at getting to our feet when life thinks it has knocked us out.

And we're more than used to coming up with new ways of achieving our goals and dreams when the 'normal' route is no longer open to us.

Our adaptability and hard-won stoicism means we can be bloody tenacious. We know that (as I've quoted before):

We may be powerless to alter certain events, but we remain free to choose our attitude towards them

Other reasons we're ahead of the curve.

• We loved the NHS even before it was cool and / or mandatory.
• We've always appreciated delivery drivers, service workers, helpful shop assistants, the kindness of strangers.
• Online shopping is my only kind of shopping

In other news, I don't know about you but on the whole, everything seems really, weirdly normal.

Me and Mrs D tend to get through the days, trying to make sure Little Miss D is happy, fed, entertained. But even with everything we're doing (or not doing) it all just seems totally normal.

It's only when we sit down at the end of the day to watch our self-prescribed limited news coverage that it hits us that we're living through the scariest, strangest times.

Take it easy out there indoors.