The next few years were pretty tame for Jo Beth, lupus-wise.

She still had morning-and- sometimes-evening arthritis, and a
low fever most evenings, and the myoclonic jerks and sharp
stabbing pains, and unfun-or-none sex, but her fun little boys
made her feel happy much of the time, so she could usually
deal with the rest.  Work often sucked, her neighborhood
always sucked, and her body sometimes sucked, but she was
mobile, and could play and laugh with her boys. She was
luckier than most people with chronic diseases.

However, Jo Beth was running in the red for all those years:  
her schedule would have been challenging for a totally-healthy
person.  
Living With Lupus Light

Where Jo Beth learns to ignore what she can't change.
Study Questions:
This all sounds pretty nice.  So, what's
the problem?
Two boys made up for a lot of discomfort.
Even when they were running
around up to no good.
The schedule, in
case you're really,
really, bored