Chronically Interrupted...
Living life with Chronic Illnesses and Pain.
Saturday, June 19, 2021
UPDATE...
Friday, April 16, 2021
MY RETURN TO GOD
I have chosen to enter into the life of the Catholic church because I have been called back to our Lord & Savior’s arms. I wish to reaffirm my relationship, praise and honor Him. He is my only path to salvation and everlasting life.
My life with Jesus began when I was very young,
Baptized and Confirmed in the Episcopalian Church, or “The Church of England”.
This of course was not by choice and my Mother, being raised Catholic herself,
did not choose this for me, my stepmother did. I however was obedient and loved
Jesus just the same.
I loved going to church, I sang in the choir,
was an Alter Girl and prayed day and night. I often thought of becoming a Nun
as a child but knew that there was no such thing in the Episcopal church and
was too afraid to ask to change.
Years went by, I fell in love and had my
first-born child out of wedlock. Not only did I love my son’s father with all
my heart, but I loved this child like I have never loved anyone before. Within
2 months of his birth, I lost him to SIDS (Sudden Infant Death Syndrome) and I
became extremely angry with God.
Haven’t I been through enough in my life? No,
I wasn’t perfect, and I sinned like so many others do but I didn’t deserve
this. I thought to myself, “There are so many people in this world who are far
worse than I am who doesn’t deserve children”. People who steal, rape, kill,
cheat and get away with it, have a good life and children. Where is their
punishment? From that moment on I completely closed the door on Jesus and
walked away from my faith.
Since then, I have had my ups and downs and
was blessed with two more children. Been divorced but found love again and
remarried. I have beautiful grandchildren and once again fell in love with them
more than I did with my own children.
I stopped one day and thought to myself, not
only do I want and need Jesus back into my life, but He wants me too. This is
where I need to go back about 20+ years, try to keep up.
20+ years ago, my life was at a crossroad, I
was searching for answers to the “WHY” in life and started studying other
religions such as “Wicca” or “Witchcraft”. No, I didn’t find the answers I was
looking for and things just seemed to continue to get worse. A couple of years
ago when I started feeling that pull is the same time, I gave up searching and
stopped messing with Witchcraft.
All that hate, anger and darkness I had inside of me was blocking the light of Jesus and once I got rid of it He reached in and took me into his arms. I can look back 14 years ago and see that from the moment I met the man I am in love with and married to now was the beginning of my Journey back to God. My husband is Catholic, born and raised but also has been away from the church for many years. There is a part of me that just knows his Mom & my Mom had a little something to do with all this as well.
My outlook on things past and present have
changed, I am more accepting, and I know whatever lies ahead I will have our
Holy Mother Mary, our Lord & Savior Jesus Christ, the Holy Spirit and all
the Apostles by my side. Jesus can take the wheel and drive me the rest of the
way because it is his will.
Sunday, December 6, 2020
DENIED SOCIAL SECURITY DISABILITY-5TH TRY AND COUNTING
So the Medical Determination Board of Wisconsin thinks because I'm 52 years old, I have a college degree and work experience I don't qualify. So they must not recognize my autoimmune & rare diseases as a disability when in fact it's on their website under what they consider "DISABILITIES". I am getting worse, no matter what I do and how hard I try I'm getting worse.
I can not stand or sit for no longer than 5-10 mins and most comfortable laying down. Not only is this physically exhausting but also mentally exhausting. I can no longer wear headphones to do the jobs I previously did because of my Meniere's Disease, I can't look at a TV or computer screen for long periods of time without feeling dizzy because of my vertigo. I am always nauseated and sometimes can't eat. I drop things and have trouble speaking often. I have anxiety disorders and depression. There is no way I can possibly do any of the jobs I previously did.
There is no remission and no cure for me. I don't know what type of doctors are looking over these cases and can determine that a drug addict is disabled when that is something they choose to do. Then turn around and say a person who has multiple autoimmune diseases and didn't choose this illness doesn't qualify. Did they get their degrees out of a Cracked Jack box? Who's in charge and how does these things happen? I want answers.
How am I supposed to even function on my meds I take when they make me tired? Taking a shower puts me out for a whole day and by the time I'm done with appointments and treatments I'm down for hours, sometimes days. Oh...I also need help sometimes with wiping my bum because it hurts to put myself in the position to do it.
I
can't take these disappointments anymore, I'm having a serious nervous
breakdown. I have tried suicide before and to be honest it's starting to look
like a pretty good idea again because I don't want to be anyone's burden.
Saturday, September 26, 2020
JOURNEY REVISITED
I started this chronic illness/pain journey blog about a year ago even though my problems started many years before. Looking back I have developed quite a long list of medical issues and still fighting for my survival, not only physically & mentally but also financially.
My body doesn’t know if it’s coming or going half the
time and I am not getting any better. When I am feeling slightly well and do
stuff around the house, which is an embarrassment because I’m usually a clean
freak, I am not functional for days after. Mind you I don’t do much either, I
don’t think I do.
I’ve heard that when one becomes as ill as I am we
begin to mourn our former self, this is a very true statement. I long for my
former self, I cry for her to come back. I miss being able to do everything and
anything, I miss working hard, playing with my grandkids and driving. OMG…I
miss driving so much! I miss being able to cook big dinners and family
gatherings, being able to clean my house all in one day from top to bottom.
Now I can barely stand long enough to make a
sandwich, I have to lay down and rest after taking a shower. Doing dishes, if I’m
able to, takes me almost all day because I have to rest so much and I am not
even going to begin on dusting, vacuuming and mopping floors. I have no one to
help me and can’t afford someone to come and do it all for me.
The chronic pain/illness, nausea, neuropathy,
vertigo/dizziness, blurred vision due to Glaucoma and my eye drops, brain fog,
major GI issues, keeps me in bed most of the time because this is where I am
most comfortable. Going out into public provokes panic attacks because I have anxiety.
Have you ever watched a Werewolf movie? When the person is going through
agonizing transformation and you can hear every bone in their body breaking,
muscles; ligaments and tendons being stretched beyond their limits. This is
what I feel like when going through a flare, which happens several days out of
the month. Sometimes I wish I would just change into a Werewolf, at least I
would get something out of it.
I am a “Chronic Werewolf”, I actually like this
analogy, and it suits me. FYI...I might use that later!!
From head to toe:
· White
Brain Matter Disease
· Glaucoma
· Meniere’s
Disease
· BPPV
(Benign Paroxysmal Positional Vertigo)
· Rheumatoid
Disease
· Fibromyalgia
· Anemia
· Vitamin
D & Potassium Deficiency
· Leukocytosis
· DDD
(Degenerative Disc Disease)
· Cervical
Stenosis
· Kyphoscoliosis
· Bone
spurs
· Hypertension
· Borderline
Diabetic
· Anxiety
· Depression
· Non-Alcohol
Fatty Liver Disease
· GERD
(Gastroesophageal Reflux Disease)
· Brain
Fog, yes, it’s a thing.
· Chronic
Headaches
· Fatigue
My list will be updated as time goes on...
My platelet count is high so now I will probably
have to go through more testing to find out why, and my RDW has gone up as
well. I also want to have a spinal tap done; this will be able to tell my
doctors a lot about what is going on in my body as well as my brain. I have a
lot of cognitive issues that greatly concern me.
I have gotten to the point where I hate to eat anything;
everything seems to make me nauseated and causes abdominal pain. I guess it’s a
good thing that I’m hardly ever hungry!
Outside stressors do not help things either. Covid
pandemic is a nightmare! People not wearing masks, complaining about it or
wearing them improperly really makes me crazy. I’m afraid if I get it I will
die which I am nowhere near ready to do yet. No one takes this seriously and I
am also scared that I won’t be taken seriously in the ER or clinics. Past experiences
have shown me this. I don’t know if they think I’m drug seeking, if the color
of my skin has anything to do with it but it’s getting out of hand.
When a person, like myself, goes to the ER because
we are sick and in pain we go because everything we have at home for meds isn’t
working and we need compassionate care, help and understanding. I get
dehydrated a lot because of medications I have to take and sometimes no matter
how much water I drink I need IV hydration. Sometimes my nausea,
dizziness/vertigo gets so bad that my Zofran and Meclizine doesn’t work and I
need something stronger by IV. My body doesn’t break down my medications so it
can get to where it needs to go to help me the way it should because I have
absorption issues. When the nurses and doctors see all your issues, because it’s
all on their computers, the last thing they should be doing is asking you
questions and treating you like crap as you are vomiting violently into a
bucket.
Then there is all this craziness with “race wars”,
this is what I call it anyway. It’s ridiculous and nerve racking! I’m terrified
to go out for this reason as well and I am constantly worried about family and
friends in “Blue” and my grandchildren as well. We are a diverse family; skin
color is irrelevant to us. What matters is content of character, good morals.
My husband is not well; doctors are talking “maybe
cancer” because he has blood in his urine as well as protein. I know a lot of
this is because of his uncontrolled diabetes which is his own doing. I have a
hard time feeling bad for him because he brought this upon himself by not
taking care of himself, going to the doctors and taking his meds. Not sure how
I’m supposed to handle this. I went through this once before with my ex and it
didn’t turn out well and I cannot handle going through it again. Am I a
horrible person if I leave?
Out of all the bad stuff I am very thankful for my
family. They are there for me and support me every day in some form or fashion.
I would not be able to survive this without them. I also have some pretty
awesome friends as well; they get me and make me laugh.
Social Security is taking forever with my Disability
case! Are they blind or stupid? This is what I ask myself every few weeks when
I check on my case. Anyone can see just from looking at my diagnoses and mile
long list of medications that I am unable to work, hell I can barely carry on a
conversation sometimes. Just writing this blog has been a challenge with grammatical
errors, misspelled words, and sometimes I get a twitch that makes my fingers
tap on a character one to many times, lol! Yes I find this amusing because I
used to me able to type 60+ WPM without mistakes.
Which brings me to this…I will be doing a Go Fund Me
fundraiser, I am hoping I will not need to be doing this for very long but all
the help I can get will be much appreciated and will also help lessen the financial
burden off my family. Please stay tuned for that link and subscribe to my blog
to keep up with the latest info.
As always...