When we live with #chronicillness of any kind, we often encounter negativity from the outside world. Often times our families dismiss our illness or fail to even educate themselves of our struggles. Our friends who were once by our side during our days of #health have seemed to slip away while we spend countless hours in and out of doctors' offices, hospitals and institutions seeking answers or being subjected to myriad of tests, scans and the like. Even our own physicians tend to waiver from "hopeful" to "passive" as they run out of either attempted diagnoses or treatment options depending upon our cases. Support groups can either be a blessing or a curse and come with rules or restraints that some find cumbersome. Most have made beautiful friendships that have aided them in their journeys and have gained much knowledge otherwise unfound even in their own physician appointments.
Happy #Warrior #Wednesday! We had a slight computer glitch so we are posting on #Thankful #Thursday. Thank you for your understanding.
Today, Thursday, we are sharing our #WarriorWednesday which in turn is apropos for the very piece being offered today. With any chronic illness we must know and embrace our limitations even it means that some items must be placed in the "do tomorrow" file so that we may take the time that our tired bodies need to refuel! Thank you, everyone, for understanding our brief delay in posting.
'Melanie Harris was kind enough to share her journey with us. Thank you, Melanie, for allowing us to walk with you and for opening up your beautiful heart. We appreciate you, your artistry in jewelry and your compassion for our community.
My story could take days to tell, but I'll try to keep it short.
I am going to share some pretty personal information. Not a big deal to some of you, I am sure, but to me, it is huge. I am not the kind of person who does this – or at least I did not use to be. But things have changed for me. In February 2014, I spent a week in the hospital and was diagnosed with gastroparesis. I am guessing most people have never heard of this; I know I had not, prior to being diagnosed.
Survivor: Declarative. Questionable? Exclamatory!
"I believe in you" are some of the most important words a chronically ill patient could ever receive. When battling an invisible illness there are many stereotypes that are faced and overcome on a daily basis. Chronically / invisibly ill patients battle the weight of their very diagnosis, the accusing stare of an emergency physician who may question that diagnosis, the sheer pain when trying to move only to realize today is another bed day and the tasks in place now have to either be canceled or rescheduled. Possibly the struggle is in the mind with their own thoughts whether they were born with their illness or it was thrust upon them due to any number of circumstances. As we all know, the psyche can be quite the warzone and statistically speaking there are many patients who suffer from physical illnesses that also wind up with accompanying mental health diagnoses due to extreme stress placed upon the patient.*
My name is Stacy Sawyer and I have been battling the monster called Gastroparesis (GP) since 1995. I had issues for awhile but this was the year of my official diagnosis. This disease took away who I was before GP. I was a very successful long-distance runner working my way through paralegal school with dreams of Law School. I was a divorced mother of two. I was always health conscience and I lived life vigorously. I had many dreams and goals in life.