Showing posts with label pain. Show all posts
Showing posts with label pain. Show all posts

Thursday, May 31, 2018

Lyme looks like...

Lyme disease awareness

One last thing I really want to draw attention to. I've written it before, it's known to be a fact by anyone who knows anyone with Lyme disease - an not usually before...



Lyme disease is an invisible illness

This does make it difficult to understand - trust me, it makes it difficult to LIVE, never mind understand. 

Do I want someone to say, 
"You look great today!"
... erm, well I thought I wanted it, but I feel like the room is spinning, my head is buzzing, a migraine is threatening, and I took double my anti-nausea meds.... GREAT you say? Really?

Ok, so I want someone to acknowledge how awful I feel.. [usually my mum...]
"You look awful today..."
...AWFUL... I know I feel awful, but do they really need to TELL ME... OUT LOUD?!

It's complicated...


These are all photographs of me taken in the past year:

A couple in bed: bad days, also I think I'm infusing meds in one.

In others I am ready to go out:
I will do something normal.
I will enjoy this.
I will not throw up in the car...

Make up: mask, concealer, eyes painted open

Cap: I've not washed my hair... But isn't my 'feminist' pin cute?

Braid: I've not washed my hair, but I'm still at the dry shampoo stage.

Sunglasses: either you're not seeing the bags under these eyes; or my eyes are not tolerating any bright lights today.

Lipstick: a secret I read in a magazine - bright lips distract attention from anything else! (Seriously... it works, no other makeup required... although maybe sunglasses... and a cap 😉)

Really, when it comes down to it, we don't want to be ill. We don't want to 'look sick'; but we also don't want to be doubted. And no, sorry, I don't know what you're actually supposed to say to a friend. Just be nice. Believe them. And take chocolate. Or herbal tea. 





Tuesday, May 29, 2018

Lyme awareness: Lyme is...

Lyme disease awareness

This year is proving to be a tough one. Treatment is working, but energy levels (& computer tolerance levels... eyes, concentration, headaches) are low.

A few awareness points for 2018:




Lyme symptoms can vary greatly from person to person. It depends on what areas of the body the infection attacks. Rather like when some people get a bad cold they end up with a sore throat, and others may end up with sore ears - we are all unique. This can make it especially difficult for doctors to diagnose, especially when lab tests are not reliable, and even moreso, when they are not done in the small window of time that *may* show an immune response to borrelia infection.

The list above is nowhere close to exhaustive - close to 200 individual symptoms have been linked to Lyme disease (see ILADS.org or lymediseaseuk.com for further details). 

However, imagine the list described, and imagine feeling all of that at once. Add on the worst hangover you can remember, and then imagine you ran a marathon too. You're close, but not quite there.

#LymeDiseaseAwareness




Friday, August 4, 2017

Simple things...

This year I started off talking about honesty.  I had nose-dived into the deep, dark rabbit hole of a Lyme disease relapse. I want to paint a genuine picture of what that really means - recently, a few articles followed celebrities announcing they had Lyme disease and called it a "fad disease" (or similar). It is not. I haven't written as much as I would have liked, to date, but hopefully each post, shared with honesty and a little trepidation, dispels that idea,  way before it enters any cultural psyche. Nobody with Lyme borreliosis would wish this disease on their worst enemy, let alone view it as 'fashionable'.

I started feeling the too-familiar, overwhelming, systemic fatigue; intolerable levels of pain, in my shoulder and throughout my body; a lot of 'brain fog'; and an increasing inability to do very much at all. Simple necessities - like a shower - left me completely floored.  It felt like I'd erased years of hard work and treatment.

Since I came back to the US and restarted specialist treatment - Lyme and shoulder PT - I have felt overall more optimistic.  I have wonderful physical therapists and we have finally started to see tiny steps of improvement (even more importantly, they say 'we' & use words like 'team' - & they actually talk to each other.... how sad that is so remarkable). 

I have a one-of-a-kind Lyme doctor, also a 'primary care' doctor (like a GP, but who 100% lives up to the better label!) who genuinely cares for me, covering every aspect of my health - and essentially, is really making inroads with tackling my Lyme relapse.

But, as I've said before - it's hard. Managing a PICC line (peripherally inserted central catheter - it goes into my arm and sits inside veins, eventually resting close to my heart so my medication gets 'right in there') requires careful care.


From Wikipedia 

 I have 2 'tubes' coming from my line and they need to be flushed with saline and heparin twice a day; plus I have to infuse with my IV medication every night, and keep on top of oral meds as well. Obviously it's critically important to keep it clean, dry and carefully wrapped.



My nurse took this for me during a dressing change.
Ordinarily, it's always covered!

Lyme treatment is pretty brutal - as I've mentioned elsewhere, and in the 'Lyme pages' on here. Details for another post. 


Invisible illness?


On top of that, I have physiotherapy three times a week - we have to be careful with the PICC, which is in my 'good' arm; and focus on my right (injured) side.  We're still working on connecting my brain with the muscles around my scapula and getting them to work. Since I came back, the positive results have really helped me push forward.  Waiting 5 years for some positive results is a really long time! So those positive baby steps have felt like giant leaps.


On a good day:
Gravity... stretching lats while supporting body;
 this pops my ribs back into place too;
 aim is hand on the floor -'above my head'.
Physio's aim is:
 1) to hold me up & not let me push it too much
2) to NEVER let me attempt to backwalkover out of this
because the good hand does touch the floor now
Me: "I'm sure gravity will just carry me over..."
 Him: "NOPE" *sits me back up*


(For perspective: 
Once, this was barely a stretch for me;
Now, this is the best range of motion
 in my arm for 6 years -still assisted.)


But this past week, I plateaued. Right from the beginning,  they told me this would be the normal pattern.... except it wasn't. I didn't plateau so much as fall right back off the cliff and start climbing from the bottom again.  So many unknown issues were discovered following that first surgery. 

So, really, this is good. It's FANTASTIC!  Finally, I am doing what they expected.... I improved a little, and I've stayed there - no tumbling back down the cliff.

BUT - no baby steps this week AND it's been a horrible Lyme week, with lots of herxing and general 'I want to crawl under the covers and come out when it's over' days. It turns out that's not a good combo, apparently...

I think 'meltdown' was the word my Dad used... 

Thanks Dad.

 Most of the time (like 99%) my Mum is my chauffeur, coffee buddy, shopping buddy, pedicure buddy; my chef, nurse, pharmacist.... all round carer & companion.  (When she gets old, I feel like the routine is already established, we'll just switch roles. Although hopefully there is A LOT of living for us both before that happens!! *EDIT: she read this & didn't know whether to laugh or cry....!)

But today she had a migraine, and my Dad was home in the afternoon... (he's delighted about that, I bet).  I had no appointments today; I had a 'to do' list - not a general 'I hope to do this soon' list, an actual 'wash my hair' - because I'm not even going to write how long it's been since I did that - and tidy up just a little and some other very necessary *simple things*. 

Not that simple. I struck out at number 1 (and so the 'meltdown' (this is not my word!) took over. The 'I can't do anything; I hate that 'do nothing' is an actual 'to do' thing because it has to be.... I can't do aaaaaaaanythiiiing......' kind of .... um, ok, meltdown, I suppose.  

Ultimately, with the male need to *do something* my dad said he would wash my hair (my skin is sensitive to the adhesives - this sensitive skin is another fantastic new side effect of the new Lyme meds *urgh* -  so I have a healing sore just under the PICC line and I can't stick the adhesive plaster over it. The insertion site us covered, and it's bandaged instead right now; but - while the full adhesive dressing isn't waterproof, it's not fabric - right now I'm reluctant to sit in a bath and get condensation on my skin/ the fabric dressing etc.). 

 When I was severely ill, before I even knew about Lyme disease, I used to get my hair washed over the kithen sink, lying on the worktop...

... in a different kitchen. I made it downstairs to see my dad setting up his 'station':


Creative home hairdressing :)

A gym/ thick yoga mat over the hob, so I could lie on it, and also because I'd wailed something about the hard surface and a sore shoulder blade - it was to make the worktop "softer". So it turns out even the simple things can make you smile on a really, really, rubbish day. And more amazingly,  my dad actually embraced some creative thinking (that was NOT football related).

And while he played hairdresser, 'supermum' had woken up and was ticking off the 'tidy up' part for me. So, with clean, wet hair, and puffy eyes, I collapsed back into bed, in a tidier room, where I'd quite honestly like to say I'm resolving not to move for a day or two - until this is over - but I've got physio tomorrow afternoon.... yay!

😞


I'm not sure who this quote is attributed to, but I'm attributing it to my mum here, because she says it constantly:


"This too, shall pass"

*EDIT Physio was kind of tough... then I got a migraine from hell. In between, I was up, out, dressed, and so (always good to take advantage of that!) Mum & I had coffee & went for pedicures - it's always nice to do something 'normal'! However, as I collapsed into bed,  and she later helped me with my infusion, she said, "This too, shall pass".... have you been reading my blog? "Recently? A new post? No..."
Too funny.

Wednesday, May 31, 2017

Lyme brain, 'pain scan'

As the saying goes, 'a picture is worth a thousand words' & this one didn't just make me think of that phrase; this picture felt like it jumped out of my screen: the perfect embodiment of the 'monster attacking my head'; its tangible horror captured in perfect detail. It was like staring at an image of my own, physical, pain.

For 12 years and 5 months now, I have suffered from almost constant headaches, something very common in Lyme disease, probably one of the most ubiquitous symptoms (many symptoms vary, especially with chronic Lyme disease - it adds to the difficulty in diagnosis when doctors are not familiar with it, and the patient doesn't recall a tick bite) - headaches are - I think I can say - universally experienced, and despised.  I have had good spells, where the headaches have dulled; but the worst, completely debilitating  headaches come when I feel the little spirichaetal buggers have rebuilt their army, regrouped, devised a new strategy, and start waging an aggressive full-on attack on my body again. When my headaches are at their worst, I have long describe them in these very words:


"It feels like giant hands are inside my skull, squeezing my brain, from the base of my skull, wrapping up and round."


So when I was scrolling through instagram this image, posted by a Lyme awareness group grabbed my attention:


(From 'inourshoesproject' instagram page)


Maybe it seems silly to feel so... connected, horrified, surprised... stunned?... at one image. But looking at this says so many things to me:

- That's my head!!
- I could have drawn that
- If you could photograph my pain, that captures every.single.detail.
- ... MY head!!!

...

But overwhelmingly, it says:
SOMEONE UNDERSTANDS... like really really 'gets it'.

I am incredibly sorry that someone does - and not just someone - I'm not sure where the image originated, it seems to have been shared on various Lyme sufferers' social media accounts.  If scans could show pain - that is a Lyme brain, in perfect detail.

 It is very common with Lyme, as with other 'invisible illnesses' that friends and family struggle to understand how ill a person is - often people 'don't look sick' and others have difficulty matching appearance with 'behaviour' (/symptoms) - to simplify.  We are taught to trust what we see, and we have difficulty when there is a disconnect there.

Images like this one, I hope, help people to understand a bit more, by providing a visual depiction of pain. We know that we cannot see every illness, but we understand the severity of some 'invisible' illnesses. There are still illnesses - and Lyme disease is one of many - where genuine awareness is still required, and increasing understanding can help with support, and be a positive factor in many ways.  


'Invisible' can be hard for me (& others) too. Nobody wants to 'look ill'; but everyone - healthy or ill; on a life high point, or facing major challenges - wants to be understood.... and it can be difficult when people rely on what they see over what a friend or family member may try to describe.

The best thing anyone can do for a friend - whatever they are dealing with -  is just to try to accept that only they feel it, and the best thing you can offer is your support. In some cases, it is appreciated more than you'd ever imagine. 


 May has been Lyme disease awareness month and my blog has been rather neglected - with good reasons. Cutting a very long story short, for now, in May I travelled back to the US, for treatment for a pretty major Lyme relapse; and also for critical treatment for my shoulder - treatment I still can't get at home due to the complexity of the injury, the new surgery, the lack of specific 'scapular physiotherapist(s)' & also the absolute impossibility of finding someone who knows about Lyme AND crazy shoulder injuries - and just as impossible, finding a team!

So April was spend getting stuff organised at home - hard right now, my health has really nosedived. May has been spent seeing all my doctors and therapists here, and making a plan.  Right now, it just feels so damn good to HAVE a plan!


Hopefully I'm 'launching'!

Sunday, February 5, 2017

Pain relief arsenal...

So far, I feel this year can be summed up by the fact that this photo is pretty much my current "what would you take to a desert island?" answer.  


v
Pain relief arsenal.
It's not magic, but it currently makes pain barely tolerable & it (accidentally!) matches...
#accessorize
#thespikythingshurtlikehell
#theyarenotsquishy
#theydofixdislocatedribsthough
#YAY


I had a few violent 'pain attacks' lately and - sticking with my personal resolution to be more honest - I really feel pain is winning right now. So, here are the weapons in my pain arsenal - most of them go everywhere I go right now.  Find your pain, pick your poison. I present....

My Pain Arsenal:

  1. Tablet organiser case (guess I'm missing the hot pink version!) with a mini 8-compartment tub in it for sorting daily pain meds (no Lyme meds or supplements - this is just the pain box :-/ ). Right now I have 40-50 tablets I take every day in that - types of painkillers; multiple muscle relaxants & anti-spasmodic meds; a couple of different anti-nauseas (I respond to severe pain with nausea..... sometimes I throw up. And that hurts like hell. So I have some serious anti-emetics in there); plus some 'extra-just-in-case' tablets for when Really Bad Things happen (I'll write a 'Really Bad Things' post... maybe a few... little snapshots of my whole 'honesty and pain' thing.... that will be something happy and cheerful to look forward to...)


    N.B. *
    I really should put emojis on my laptop!* Is it really bad I miss them when I type on here?! ( *facepalm*... *ha ha*... ;-) ...)


          From the photo: going anti-clockwise here...

  2. Radian B, my favourite version of deep heat/ icy-hot/ ralgex/ etc. because it also has the perfect amount of capsaicin in it: 0.01%. More than this will make you forget your pain entirely, because you feel like your body is covered in FIRE; 0.01% is just enough to beat all the other heat rubs out there. It puts heat into the muscles; also helps with pain by slightly scrambling the nerve signals sent to the brain. I really love the smell of muscle rubs.... they smell like my Dad used to smell when he came home from work when I was very young (when he'd see a physio after a game); they also smell like gymnastics - the scent of my childhood: muscle rubs for sports injuries!

                                                                                                                         
  3. TENS unit: 'transcutaneous electrical nerve stimulation' (sounds like another torture device, right?!) Actually, at certain times, this thing really is like magic. There are some pains that it doesn't do great with - specific nerve pains can feel like they are just buzzing more; but for some otherwise-untouchable pain, the TENS unit works wonders. It sends little electrical impulses between the electrode pads that can be stuck on the skin, carefully positioned to target specific pain areas. It has different settings- buzzing, tapping, contracting, cycling through them (my 'surprise setting') - and can be set at different levels of intensity. Essentially it 'scrambles' the sensations sensory nerves send back to the brain, scrambling the pain signals by confusing' them with other sensations.

  4. Pink spiky physio ball of torture (not a dog toy). Rub painfully between your aching shoulder blade and a wall to improve circulation, blood flow, break up scar tissue, etc. For more 'fun', have someone else (who can actually reach your back better anyway) rub it to 'desensitise' high pain areas and super sensitive skin, and to break up tightness in muscles.  Generally - roll it anywhere it hurts to improve blood flow and use it to torture yourself in the hope i does some good!

  5. Pink spiky foam roller - this was deceptively packaged........ it is not in the slightest bit 'squishy' - I thought the bumps would be good for clicking the subluxating ribs back into my spine - and it is good for that. But bloody hell, a regular foam roller doesn't hurt! However, it's good for the crazy popping ribs, the assisted movement exercises & adds some unplanned desensitisation stuff just by lying on it!  Which, with increasing pain, I have to admit is a good thing - although sort of in the way broccoli is a good thing when you're 8 - you really don't like it, but 1. it's good for you, and 2. dessert's only an option if you eat it!



    v
    Pain relief arsenal.
    It's not magic, but it currently makes pain barely tolerable & it (accidentally!) matches...
    #accessorize
    #thespikythingshurtlikehell
    #theyarenotsquishy
    #theydofixdislocatedribsthough
    #YAY


  6. Prescription pain cream - a wonderful combo of topical local anaesthetic, muscle relaxant and anti-spasmodic medication.  Made better by mixing with Radian B (& missing from the photo is a genius find - a very soft-bristled, long-handled back brush that I can use to apply the creams and rub them in thoroughly - if the pain cream is properly rubbed in, it's supposed to penetrate up to 5mm into/ below the skin & be absorbed better.  It's pretty hard to do that, so if you're reading this and use a pain cream, a soft bristled brush may be your favourite new thing for a while!

  7.  ICE pack -  they are all resting on top of a giant ICE pack here, wrapped in the grey pillowcase. A perfect metaphor -  ICE is absolutely the foundation of it all.... still!  Sometimes ICE is absolutely still my favourite thing!  There was a time ICE brought; the only respite from the pain; and I do miss that damn ICE  machine, mainly because it's hard to ICE a shoulder - it's a funny, awkward shape and that shoulder pack hit all the right spots perfectly!  ICE  sometimes really is still the best pain relief, especially when my shoulder is irritated and inflamed and and numbing/ reducing swelling is the BEST thing that works - especially with frequently random irritation and swelling which can be pretty horrid if it presses on nerves (um, or more accurately just goes from its normal gentle press to a full blown, limb-numbing nerve squeeze).

  8. Hot water bottles (not pictured; but I have 3) - I'm probably holding one against my ribs in attempt to keep the muscles relaxed enough to breathe properly (because that's always good!)...... my right rib cage no longer expands properly, making breathing difficult at times. I think it should improve, but stretching right now causes further spasming; my attempts are pretty pathetic - I need the passive stretching from hands-on physiotherapy while my muscles can 'relax'.


    *I think the tight rib muscles got a lot worse after my car accident.... which I'm not sure I've mentioned on here....?  I guess that's another one to add to my list of 'Update how UNBELIEVABLE my last 18 months have been'.
    And I mean unbelievable in the sense that I am quite sure if I just sat down and rattled off everything that has happened to me in the past 18 months (/ 26 months / 6 and a half years / twelve years - really, take your pick! ) to someone who does not know me/ has never met me before, they 100% would NOT believe me.


Pinterest even had a perfect graph to represent exactly how every day feels
- and it matches too!
Seriously though, it really does get beyond frustrating.
So many things I wish I could do that just don't happen just now.







Friday, July 15, 2016

A bit more serious...

Thinking more about chronic pain, because....... well, one, I opened that door and it's definitely something that deserves some attention and awareness; and two, because I HAVE IT!! Along with hundreds of thousands of people; around the world, probably millions of people.  Ususally I would actually go to Google and then cross reference a few searches to see if I can get a rough percentage, but I'll just stick with the 'I've read in multiple places it's a problem for millions of people' (You can fact check me if you wish!)

Drawing attention to chronic pain is an important issue.  Many people are living with some form of chronic pain, and will do so for the rest of their lives.  For some, pain is constant, for others it comes and goes.  If my treatment goes to plan, mine should improve massively, as the function of my shoulder improves, but it is unlikely I will ever be pain free.  However, if my pain drops below a level where I have to take crazy concoctions of strong medications and I get myself back where I can live a normal life, I will take that as a win.

I think it's important to draw attention to this quote, from a seminar/ conference (/can't quite remember which) on pain, last year, this was said:



I really think that last sentence is worth highlighting:

"We believe chronic pain is a disease in its own right."

I admit that I had absolutely no idea of the extent to which pain can affect the entire body. And it does - pain makes you tired, you ache, you struggle to concentrate on conversaation  as if you have a bad headache (you get them too); your body tries to compensate for the way you move, so other non-injured parts beging to hurt; you have to try to learn to correct that so you don't create further problems; the pain makes you tired, but you're too sore to get comfortable - sleep is broken (shoulder pain is actually one of the most common causes of insomnia) Or it swings entirely the opposite way, I hit a 14 on the scale below, and when I do le down to rest, my body just seems to wipe out.  It's such a strange thing to explain  -  I understand why it's so difficult to understand; but if you have a friend or family member with chronic pain, sometimes reading some of those usually really simple 'about......' articles make useful points.  And, as usual, I'm writing this to try to draw attention to another 'invisible illness' and maybe offer a glimpse into the complex world that is chronic pain ..... 

It is definitely not 'broken wrist, stick it in a cast' kind of pain; this is like saying Lyme disease makes you 'tired' as opposed to 'pathophysiologically fatigued' (the medical term; aalso used wwith ME/CFS/ Fibo and other similar illnesses -  not something a normal sleep helps in any way). Chronic pain and acute pain are not just different sides of a coin, they are completely different currencies.

 And really, as an, um, adventurous kid, I thought I knew it all - acute injuries: broken bones, pulled muscles, head/ neck injuries (gymnastics, flying over bike handles, falling out of trees.... and more - I was active!!); along with 'normal' pain from general minor illness.

 But that's the key word there  'A C U T E'  - chronic pain just isn't comparable.  It's not like having a sore arm/ shoulder/ tooth/ whatever.  It's not something you can compartmentalise.  After you have pain for a certain amount of time (medical definitions vary from 3 to 6 months), it changes the way the brain processes pain.  Sort of.  Because we don't really know that much more about pain.  Generally, the body should heal in that time  -  in my case, for example, I know my muscles were still detached 8 months later (right before they were reattached).  So then I had surgical pain (& the damage that goes with that)..... in an area that had been in severe (undiagnosed and untreated) pain for months.  Knowing what I know now about the actual physical damage as well as what I know about the little we really understand about chronic pain, it is not surprising that I have pain issues - add in my nerve damage, lack of function in my right shoulder; and other things that all came to light (I think it's pretty much covered across 2012- early 2015 on here!) -  my sister's cat could issue a chronic pain diagnosis if it could talk.

A solution on the other hand.....?...... Well, if we don't really understand how chronic pain works, it's pretty obvious to say we don't have a good solution for it. Slap on a fake smile, lipstick, and a pair of sunglasses (or a good mascara) with my meds, and nobody would know...... most of the time...... Bad days are harder to hide, but those also tend to be the days I just hide under my duvet, with little other choice..... this is far more than I ever really admit.

Recent happenings (details for another time, but not so good) have led doctors to offer me further medications and then more medications to mediate the side effects of that extra pain medication.  Right now, I have a drug combo that works the best out of anything I've tried.  It doesn't take the pain away  -  and nothing will.  It lets me cope with it, basically.  But I'm never not in pain.




This leads to a lot of judgment.....often from doctors who make comments like "you really don't want to be taking this many medications at your age....' (umm..... NO, I really don't.....) but after examination, history, and discussion conclude that they could "add more pain medication and give you another drug to help with side effects." So I declined.  The extra drugs won't get rid of my pain, so I'd really rather not add more toxins to my body - only to have the next doctor judge me for the even greater number of meds I take. *sigh*

One thing that gets me with this is the assumption you're 'out of it' with medication.  Most people's experience is after a surgery or following a bad injury - nothing long term; and for most people strong painkillers will make them either loopy or sleepy.  There's about 5% of people who have 'contrary reactions' to meds - guess what group I fall under?!...... Of course.  I have known this since I was 12 though (e.g. valium makes my insomnia worse, instead of knocking me out.  I would much prefer the sleep).  However what is difficult to understand for people is that my pain can make me seem 'out of it' - it has nothing to do with the meds. 





My sister once told me she "could tell when [ I ] had taken all my medication because I as a bit slow to think..."  Actually, she could tell when my pain was bad, because I take the same medication every day, at the same dose in order to try to keep my pain 'even' (rather than it spiking and dropping like a rollercoaster) - it sort of works.  Research has shown that in patients with chronic pain, pain medications act differently in the brain than in people using the drugs recreationally/ to 'get high'.  I know it's a misconception that bothers other people too. 

When people (and usually medical people) comment negatively on my meds, I think about what those meds enable me to do....  It's nothing like what I would like to be doing, but they enable me to get through my physiotherapy sessions.  They enable me to get out the house, have a shower  - basically to not lie crying in agony 24/7 until the pain just knocks me out.  That's where I was before the pain meds ere sort of balanced.  I imagine, sometimes, answering with, "would you ever make a cancer patient feel guilty about chemotherapy, a class of drugs that are known poisons, but the best you can offer?" - Because of course they wouldn't!!  Nobody would!  And the same should apply to all other patients too - those 'evil drugs' are the only things those same doctors can offer; it's all we've got.

 (As an aside  I think I actually HAVE also tried EVERY ''alterative therapy' I can find, and I do take a few supplements in order to actually avoid certain drugs, for specific things.  Laughably, the doctor who has just told me I shouldn't be taking so many prescriptions drugs, but offers me no alternative, then usually tells me the supplements are probably not doing anything.....)

*Arrrrrrrgh!! * Can you hear me scream?!








 So, yes, a little bit more serioius - but if you made it through that, and you know someone who suffers fom chronic pain, maybe you can ask them a little about it; or give them a (gentle!) hug - most people just want to be understood. :-)


Words have no power to impress the mind ithout the exquisite horror of their reality.
- Edgar Allen Poe - 



Sunday, July 3, 2016

Strength


To quote my surgeon, who could not have been more right: 

"when it goes on this long, it becomes as much a mental challenge as a physical one."

...... and that was over three years ago. I hope that finish line comes into sight soon.


pinterest.com/gmun22


"The mind is everything. 
What you think you become."
~ Buddha ~

Saturday, July 2, 2016

Let the light in....

Thought for today....


www.pinterest.com/gmun22


This makes me imagine people all sealed up, have never 'seen' anything in their lives; living inside a bubble of introverted darkness, never reading about the world, or interacting with others because they are too sealed off and too afraid to open themselves up for fear of getting hurt... of being 'broken' somehow.

Because the world does break us - we get ill, we get hurt - physically and emotionally. ... we make friends, we lose friends, we get our hearts broken,  we settle happily somewhere and then we move on.... everything is always changing, and we always need to adapt; to be constantly flexible... to take risks. And risks can break us too, but they can also be the most wonderful things that happen to us - if we never open ourselves up to risk, we don't really protect ourselves, we limit ourselves completely.  Whatever the result, all these things shape us, without them, we wouldn't develop friendships, fall in love, have adventures.... we wouldnt experience life in all its horror, and most essentially, in all its wonder.

We all have our cracks - challenges, stories, struggles, accomplishments - it's what makes us individual, what forms our personality; leaves indelible marks on our consciousness..... ultimately, it IS the story of our life... we get one chance to write the story, we should make the most of it.

I like this quote because it simplifies something I really feel about life, and particularly about being ill..... it has taught me more than I ever could have imagined. Do I hate it? Of course. But it happened, so I might as well find something positive instead of becoming bitter about it - we should embrace the things that shape us - every single thing we experience.  Look at things positively, learn from them; take it all in, and let it shine out.


*Not mine* - but not sure where I saved it from!

"Anyone who has never failed has never tried anything new."
~ Albert Einstein  ~