Today was a really good day. I woke up at 4.30am (not a flying start to the day) took some pain killers and knew pretty much straight away that there was absolutely no way I was going to get back to sleep before my alarm went off at 6am but instead of getting irritated I snuggled deep under the duvet and watched some of my favourite content creators on YouTube.
There are so many inspiring people on there, if you can sift through all the pointless videos and get to the proper channels it's really being used as a platform for change now and I love that. My absolute favourites at the moment are EcoVeganGal, (www.ecovegangal.com) Jason Wrobel (www.jasonwrobel.com) and The Vegan Zombie (www.theveganzombie.com) There are all of these videos of people trying to have a positive impact on our planet and their immediate world and it's really inspiring. It's actually making me think maybe I could turn my journey of health into a vlog as well as a blog. Just to put it out there for anyone else living with this condition. It would mean I could keep it going when my hands are too painful to type which would be fantastic.
I've been thinking about vlogging for a while but the idea of talking on camera fills me with dread! I do however have a real desire to share my journey living with chronic illness. I want people who are where I was 18 months ago to be able to read or watch and maybe feel less hopeless? I've also found it really difficult myself to read about other peoples experiences and how it effects them day to day because people either tend to write when it's going really well or when it's all falling apart and there is A LOT of in between that isn't captured.
I have been made aware that I associate my self worth with what I can do physically and I am working really hard to change that. I think because I feel slightly abandoned sometimes which only began when I was unable to physically give to other people it's had a real affect on my confidence, perhaps more then I have been willing to identity.
It isn't about being all happy clappy and look at what I'm achieving despite my body working against me so much but I suppose 'This is what it's like'. It's really difficult to be honest with people around you (and yourself) when you're ill ALL the time because you can end up sounding like a broken record and some people believe it can't possibly be as bad as all that! I think when you live with a genetic disease it goes against this need in our society for people to 'get well', by having a chronic illness you are going against peoples desire to see you return to full health and that can feel really judgemental sometimes. Like, really, do you think if there was anything I could do to make this situation better I wouldn't be doing it?
All that being said though it really makes you strive to find things to be passionate about and I think if you can learn to channel that passion into something positive then you can begin to heal the hurts of not really knowing what you have to offer people anymore. I know for me personally is perhaps one of the biggest emotional injuries of this time in my life.
I am also right at the very beginning of my journey and although I've been on crutches and my hips have been painful for 20 months now (and I have had painful health complaints for the past 10 years) I literally just got diagnosed so I feel like now seems to be like the perfect time to start cataloguing this in a variety of places. I know I have many life lessons to learn and I think I like the idea of being able to look back on those in years to come when hopefully I am doing a much better job of managing this.
It is making yourself really vulnerable though and I don't know anyone who would do that without any thought going into it, I just, I suppose I'm feeling drawn to creating a really honest project that might promote understanding and acceptance for other people living with chronic illness and disability... we'll see.
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Tuesday, 19 November 2013
Sunday, 17 November 2013
Keep the looks to yourself... rant
It has been a while since I have updated here because it has been really intense since I had the hip blocks. There are but a few words to describe that little ordeal.... HOLY MOLY CHEESE AND WHISKERS has it made things WORSE!! Dear Lord the pain, it has this way of making me think it is the worst it could possibly be then it gets WORSE. There have been days since the hip blocks I think it is going to cost me my sanity! I'm doing my mindfulness exercises to try to put it into perspective and not let it make me anxious but boy this is BIG pain now all the time, I seem to be stuck on an 8-10. It's that sort of all consuming pain that makes it harder and harder to put on a brave face. Last week I thought I did pretty well at getting on but two separate people said to me "Are you ok? I saw you the other say from a distance and you looked really ill/tired"
I have had two hospital appointments in London (which involves a lot of travel from Dorset) which hasn't helped at all (physically) although both appointments have been really positive. You know, as positive as they can be when you have a chronic disease! Haha! ;-)
I now know that the Hypermobility Syndrome is 'extensive' and 'significant' and that it is affecting pretty much my entire body significantly bar my elbows (go elbows! woo!) I have been referred on to see consultants about my eye sight, my feet, my hands and my bowel. I have also been referred to hydrotherapy, a programme especially for people with HMS and EDS and will possibly be sent for in patient rehabilitation. It was the first time (bar my fabulous hip specialist who I started seeing in August) that I have felt I have really been listened to by a consultant at hospital. Not only did she listen she confirmed and affirmed everything that I said about the way my body works and feels and the crazy things it does.
It was also confirmed that the surgery I had on my hip last year will have definitely made my right hip worse and that isn't in my head. I KNEW it was worse but explaining that to people can be really frustrating.
So why the title of this blog? Well, I want to have a little rant. I am not one for ranting or confrontation or 'telling people how it is' in fact I generally shy away from all three HOWEVER here I go...
There are some people sadly who feel that it is their right to judge a disabled person because CLEARLY they can tell the persons extensive medical history just by looking at them and they're not sick really are they? They are just lazy. They believe they have the right to decide that if a person is in a wheelchair or on a mobility scooter they aren't equal to them and it's ok to treat them differently. (Not at all helped by our current governments attitude to disabled people) Well guess what? (If you are a decent human being, as I'm sure you are, you will know the answer to this!) The person you are looking down your nose at has as much right to be where ever it is you are as you do and they have feelings too. Giving them a 'oh you disgusting non human' look will likely stay with that person all day and I see absolutely no need for it.
It's typical bully syndrome. They pick on people 'weaker' then themselves who wouldn't have a fair chance of 'fighting' back and it is outrageous. God I wish I had the strength in me to stand up for myself when people make crude remarks or give me filthy looks. I wish I could publically shame them for the discriminative nasty's that they are but I am yet to build up the 'thick skin' required to deliver such a come back.
People are shocked and taken a back when I tell them about the 'looks' and the comments that I get but it happens all the time, probably once an outing and it's making it really difficult to want to go out. I LOVE my home town and I have always got such a buzz from being out and about in it but when the pain is physically as bad as it has been recently it's really hard to potentially set yourself up for a dose of emotional pain! I get a lot of 'You have to keep going out and learn to live with this' from people who don't necessarily understand that it isn't as easy as that and I know their intentions are good ones but what I really need are people who will say to me 'Don't fancy going out today, I'll come to you'
Back in the spring I would find it really hurtful that people would actually get cross and become distant with me if I said no to an invitation say two or three times and I realised they gave up on me altogether but especially when the town is full of tourists it's really hard to find the bravery to head out, throw in the brain fog that is triggered by the stress of getting such looks and comments and a simple coffee or nip to the shops can turn into an overwhelming experience!
I am going to have to be really kind to my body this week and take it really easy physically. I am working on not equating what I can do physically to how I feel emotionally and have started doing more small scale crafts again so I can sit on the bed and give my body that physical rest it desperately needs when the pain is this bad but keep the old brain engaged in nice things! I will also hopefully have more time and energy to start writing this daily again. I don't want to just update it once or twice a month!
Blessings x x
I have had two hospital appointments in London (which involves a lot of travel from Dorset) which hasn't helped at all (physically) although both appointments have been really positive. You know, as positive as they can be when you have a chronic disease! Haha! ;-)
I now know that the Hypermobility Syndrome is 'extensive' and 'significant' and that it is affecting pretty much my entire body significantly bar my elbows (go elbows! woo!) I have been referred on to see consultants about my eye sight, my feet, my hands and my bowel. I have also been referred to hydrotherapy, a programme especially for people with HMS and EDS and will possibly be sent for in patient rehabilitation. It was the first time (bar my fabulous hip specialist who I started seeing in August) that I have felt I have really been listened to by a consultant at hospital. Not only did she listen she confirmed and affirmed everything that I said about the way my body works and feels and the crazy things it does.
It was also confirmed that the surgery I had on my hip last year will have definitely made my right hip worse and that isn't in my head. I KNEW it was worse but explaining that to people can be really frustrating.
So why the title of this blog? Well, I want to have a little rant. I am not one for ranting or confrontation or 'telling people how it is' in fact I generally shy away from all three HOWEVER here I go...
There are some people sadly who feel that it is their right to judge a disabled person because CLEARLY they can tell the persons extensive medical history just by looking at them and they're not sick really are they? They are just lazy. They believe they have the right to decide that if a person is in a wheelchair or on a mobility scooter they aren't equal to them and it's ok to treat them differently. (Not at all helped by our current governments attitude to disabled people) Well guess what? (If you are a decent human being, as I'm sure you are, you will know the answer to this!) The person you are looking down your nose at has as much right to be where ever it is you are as you do and they have feelings too. Giving them a 'oh you disgusting non human' look will likely stay with that person all day and I see absolutely no need for it.
It's typical bully syndrome. They pick on people 'weaker' then themselves who wouldn't have a fair chance of 'fighting' back and it is outrageous. God I wish I had the strength in me to stand up for myself when people make crude remarks or give me filthy looks. I wish I could publically shame them for the discriminative nasty's that they are but I am yet to build up the 'thick skin' required to deliver such a come back.
People are shocked and taken a back when I tell them about the 'looks' and the comments that I get but it happens all the time, probably once an outing and it's making it really difficult to want to go out. I LOVE my home town and I have always got such a buzz from being out and about in it but when the pain is physically as bad as it has been recently it's really hard to potentially set yourself up for a dose of emotional pain! I get a lot of 'You have to keep going out and learn to live with this' from people who don't necessarily understand that it isn't as easy as that and I know their intentions are good ones but what I really need are people who will say to me 'Don't fancy going out today, I'll come to you'
Back in the spring I would find it really hurtful that people would actually get cross and become distant with me if I said no to an invitation say two or three times and I realised they gave up on me altogether but especially when the town is full of tourists it's really hard to find the bravery to head out, throw in the brain fog that is triggered by the stress of getting such looks and comments and a simple coffee or nip to the shops can turn into an overwhelming experience!
I am going to have to be really kind to my body this week and take it really easy physically. I am working on not equating what I can do physically to how I feel emotionally and have started doing more small scale crafts again so I can sit on the bed and give my body that physical rest it desperately needs when the pain is this bad but keep the old brain engaged in nice things! I will also hopefully have more time and energy to start writing this daily again. I don't want to just update it once or twice a month!
Blessings x x
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