It's not the job that scares me; It's my body. I am blessed to have been equipped with the skills necessary to succeed at the job, but I cannot help but think, "what happens if my body turns against me?" What happens if I flare while I'm working? I don't often voice these concerns and those around me probably have no idea that I'm truly concerned about these issues, but I would be naive to have not even thought about them.
Just Breath. I have to remind myself to just keep breathing. Because although it is good to think about these concerns, they can quickly become paralyzing. When I let these fears paralyze me and keep me from trying, then I am letting my disease win.
Not to say that I'm not worried, but ya know what? If I get sick, then I get sick, and I'll deal with it one day at a time.