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The Struggle

After being diagnosed with a rare chronic pain disorder known as Complex Regional Pain Syndrome over 22 years ago, I struggled for years to find balance and accept my new normal. I liked the old me. The fun-loving me that enjoyed camping, hiking, and playing volleyball. You see, when health challenges turn your life upside down and you can no longer do the things you once enjoyed, you lose a piece of yourself. We, as people, tend to identify ourselves based on what we do. When introducing ourselves we describe ourselves based on things such as where we live (I’m an American. I’m a Kentuckian.), our job (I’m a teacher. I’m a doctor. I’m a police officer.), organizations or groups we associate ourselves with (I’m a Christian. I’m a veteran. I’m a member of a club.), and things we do for fun (I’m a skier. I’m a golfer. I’m a runner. ). When health issues take these things out of our lives, it’s Like our identity has been stolen and we no longer know who we are. We grieve the person we once were and feel lost in our own bodies.

After struggling for several years with chronic pain and who I was, I realized my past life of hiking and playing volleyball was probably over. I began doing craft type activities and found a new love for painting and knitting. I was beginning to accept my new normal, when gastroparesis entered the picture. I could still paint and knit, but now I couldn’t eat. My favorite foods…fried chicken, biscuits and gravy, spaghetti… they all made me vomit. My weight began to drop quickly, I became weak, and my legs cramped. I watched as my fingers and toes began to look a grayish color and my skin became formable like playdough. Again, I began to struggle. I didn’t know the pale sickly woman in the mirror looking back at me.

New doctors were added. A picc line was put in so I could be hydrated with IV fluids at home. A gastric stimulator was implanted to help my stomach work more normal. I saw a dietician. Gastroparesis, like CRPS/RSD, does not have a cure. The doctors treat the symptoms in an effort to improve quality of life. This time I adapted to my new normal a little more quickly. I’ve accepted that fried chicken, biscuit and gravy, other fatty fried foods, fresh vegetables and fruits, foods high in fiber, and spicy foods are probably never going to be a part of my diet again unless I want to be sick after eating. I’m learning to make my own veggie burgers and meat substitutes using various overcooked vegetables, protein powder, and gastroparesis friendly herbs. It’s not what I grew up eating, but I’m learning to like my new, healthier food choices.

Over the years, I’ve come to realize that life is a series of events and if we want to make the most out of life we must be flexible and willing to try new things. We have to learn to let go of the past and embrace the future. Just this week I found out my recurring urinary tract infections are probably being caused by a bladder that doesn’t empty properly. I don’t know what will become of that. I’ve just started seeing a doctor for it and more testing is scheduled. I’m also having recurring ear infections that don’t want to go away and am scheduled to see an ear, nose, and throat specialist. I’ve accepted that whatever becomes of it all, I’ll deal with it as it comes along. Yes, I know there will be more struggles as I try to adapt to my new normal once again, but this time I feel more prepared. I’m not worried about what might happen. I’m just going to enjoy the moment and live life as it comes.

Yes, when you live with chronic health issues, life is a struggle. However, your attitude and how you approach those struggles plays a huge role in the enjoyment you get out of life. You can choose to live in denial and try to run and hide from your problems or you can face them head on as they come and problem solve to find ways to live life to the fullest with those health conditions. Me, I’m choosing to accept my new normal and live the best life I can no matter what I have to face. I know there will be more struggles ahead and I’m sure there will be times of grief as I lose my identity and have to find myself again. I’ve learned that no matter how weak my body may seem at times, that weakness has made me stronger as a person.

For those struggling with new health conditions and the grief associated with not being the person you once were, I encourage you to continue to move forward. No, you may never be the person you were before, but there’s nothing wrong with the new you. You may have to do like me and find new interests and hobbies, but the important thing is that you keep moving forward and striving to live the best life you possibly can. You may feel like your life is over, but it isn’t. You’ve just come upon a road block. With time, you’ll find your new path and continue through life in a different direction. As hard as it is to wade through the process of grieving our old self, the thing that has helped me most was meeting others who are traveling down the same road. Their courage and strength helps me to continue to look up and move forward. I hope I can inspire someone else to do the same.

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CRPS/RSD Awareness

November 6 was Color the World Orange Day for CRPS/RSD Awareness all over the world and the month of November is CRPS/RSD Awareness Month. I saw my doctor that helps me manage my CRPS/RSD on November 6 and we talked about it being awareness day around the world. We also talked about me not being physically able to work right now because of CRPS/RSD and gastroparesis. He encouraged me while I’m not able to work to start a blog or something like that to share my story, inspire others, and connect me to the outside world. I told him I have a blog, but I hadn’t, posted anything on it in a while. (According to WordPress, it’s been two months since I’ve posted anything.) I explained to my doctor that I just hadn’t felt up to blogging. Over the past two months, I’ve been on antibiotics every other week. For some reason my immune system is down and my body isn’t fighting off anything. Since July, I’ve been treated for diverticulitis, a kidney stone, multiple urinary tract infections, shingles, mouth sores (yeast infection from antibiotics), and an ear infection that doesn’t want to go away.  That is in addition to my gastroparesis, CRPS/RSD, migraines, and polycystic ovaries, all which I have lived with for years. My doctor told me he thought I needed to blog. He asked me why wait. He said people don’t want to hear the story once you are all better. He told me I had so much to share and I needed to be sharing my story as I live it. He said that I could help others facing the same battles by sharing my story and showing them they aren’t alone. So, I am going to try to do a better job and update my blog a little more often, because he is right…I do need to share. Although I’m not sure how sharing my daily struggles is going to help anyone else, reading stories written by other warriors fighting chronic health conditions does help me.

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So, what have I been doing for the past few months? Good question. Like I said, I’ve been sick from some kind of infection pretty much nonstop. I was advised to stay home because my immune system isn’t fighting. For the most part, that is what I’ve done. I’ve spent many days in bed feeling horrible. However, I had my tablet in bed with me and it was my door to the outside world. I watched as friends and family roamed the world. I saw adventures taking place as friends took their families on vacations and cruises and family traveled coast to coast. I continued to watch as officials around the world declared proclamations and agreed to light up bridges and buildings orange for CRPS/RSD Awareness. Most of the places I’ve seen pictures of are places I’ve never been because my health conditions limit my ability to travel.

I decided to try to help raise awareness, so I contacted my local officials and asked them to make proclamations (which they did), I started sharing awareness information, I colored my hair orange, I set up a booth at a local elementary school, and I got sick again. If you see me out and I don’t shake your hand or give you a hug, or if I do and immediately reach for the hand sanitizer, I’m not being rude. I’m just trying my best to stay as healthy as possible. If you don’t see me out at all, I’m either in the middle of a bad CRPS/RSD or gastroparesis flare and not physically capable of being out, sick with something else on top of my chronic health conditions, or trying to build my strength back up because of one of these two things. Life can be a struggle, but I refuse to give up. While I may not be feeling good today, I know better days lie ahead. Better days may be few and far apart right now, but the better days are what keep me going.

So for those of you following my blog who are battling your own health conditions, my advice is to take life one step at a time. Don’t look ahead at days, months, and years. Take time and enjoy the little moments in life. There’s nothing wrong with planning ahead, but don’t get down on yourself if you can’t follow through with your plans. I know that’s easier said than done, but we need to stop blaming ourselves for things beyond our control. Life has a way of pulling us down at times. Often we have to do a cost benefit analysis. Yes, going out and spreading awareness may have taken a big toll on my health and energy, but those children are our future doctors, nurses, and scientists. Sometimes the benefits outweigh the costs. Who knows, one of those students may find the cure. Until then, we’ll keep battling. We are warriors and together we are strong.

AwarenessThere may be specific dates set aside to raise awareness of our invisible and rare health conditions, but we are very aware of them every day.  I encourage each of you to continue to share your story with others. If you aren’t sharing your story, I encourage you to start sharing it. I must admit, this blog has probably done me more good than it has anyone else. We must continue to share because as my doctor said, there’s someone else out there that needs to know they aren’t fighting alone.

 

 

Posted in Complex Regional Pain Syndrome / Reflex Sympathetic Dystrophy, Courage, Gastroparesis, Inspiration, Life Lessons, Rare Diseases, Strength

Broken

Yes but no one whats a broken crayon

I saw this quote on Pinterest a few days ago and as a person living with a rare and several chronic illnesses, it made me stop and think about life.

When you buy a box of crayons, you expect unbroken crayons with those perfect little crayon points. You don’t expect a box full of pieces of crayons. As a matter of fact, most people throw away broken crayons. I hadn’t really thought about it until I saw the quote, but broken crayons do still color, so why do they get thrown away?

Living with multiple chronic illnesses, I can relate to the broken crayon that still colors. Due to illnesses beyond my control, my body is “broken.” I have pain and weakness in my legs and feet and am unable to walk. My stomach doesn’t empty, which makes eating difficult. It also adds to my weakness and causes me to be tired. Sometimes, I feel like people treat me like the broken crayon. Maybe I’ve got it all wrong, but it seems to me as though I get left out of things and I’m sure it’s because people think I’m “not able” or “don’t feel like it.” Maybe they are afraid to ask out of fear of hurting me.

Sometimes I feel like I, like the crayon, have been thrown out because I’m broken. However, like the crayon is still able to color, I still have purpose and am useful. I may not be able to run marathons or win pie eating contests, but there are lots of things I can do and am good at. My ears work fine and I’m a good listener. While I may be physically weak, I’m spiritually strong and am willing to be a shoulder for others to lean on. I may spend most of my days in bed because I simply do not have enough energy to get up, but I can talk on the phone and send emails. I can also inspire others going though similar situations by blogging about my experiences. When my carpal tunnel and neck pain cooperate, I can knit, paint, and do crafts. I may not currently be physically capable of working, but I still have purpose.

Being disabled doesn’t make me useless, it just points my life in a different direction and gives me a new purpose.  Small chunks of broken crayon are often disposed of because they are difficult to color with. However, I have melted broken crayons before and used cardboard and plastic molds to form them into new crayons. Instead of putting them in the trash, I made new, often larger, multi-colored crayons. Just like crayons broken into little pieces can make coloring a little more difficult, CRPS and gastroparesis have made my life more difficult. Many of the activities I did before CRPS (hiking, playing volleyball, etc.) are no longer possible. With gastroparesis, I can no longer eat many of the foods I once enjoyed. Just like I took the broken pieces of crayons, melted them. and molded them onto new crayons with new purpose, I’ve had to take my broken life and put the pieces together in a new way to find purpose. I’ve had to find ways to adapt. I’ve learned new things, found new hobbies, and adapted to my new life. I miss my old life before CRPS and gastroparesis, when things seemed easier and life seemed less complicated, but I’ve come to accept my new life and continually look for things I can do to make life better, both for me and others.

If you are struggling with a new medical diagnosis or changing abilities because your chronic illness is getting progressively worse, I encourage you to keep fighting. Don’t give up. As chronic illness warriors, we must stand tall and stick together. Talk to others fighting the same fight. There’s strength in numbers. You may feel broken, but know that broken crayons still color. No matter how broken your life may seem, you are very important. You are loved. Your life still has purpose.

 

Here are a few more broken quotes I came across that I liked..

King David committed adultery & murder - he sinned big, but repented bigger - he is a model of what real repentance looks like - he wrote Psalm 51 as an agonized cry to God for forgiveness - God not only forgave him but called David "a man after His own heart" Like & Repin thx. Follow Noelito Flow instagram http://www.instagram.com/noelitoflow

Beautifully Broken Quotes | Broken clouds pour rain, Broken soil sets as fields, Broken crop yield ...