anxiety

It’s Okay To Not Be Okay.

Sometimes it’s okay to not be okay. I’ve had a rough time lately. I’ve had a lot of pain, and a cold. It’s sometimes hard to tell where one ends and the other begins. I won’t go into it, but it’s sucks. Not only do the symptoms suck, but the emotional baggage that goes along with it does too.

I feel like I’m wasting my life because I hurt so bad. I used to push myself harder, but it seemed to make it worse. I need to get out of this cycle and live again. I’ve been sad a lot lately. This has become a lonely life. I have amazing friends and family. I just don’t feel well enough to get out. I want to. I make plans. I just hurt so bad I want to die (not literally). I miss have having something to do (work, cheer). I need to find something to do.

I am trying to wean down on my pain meds. I’m doing pretty good at it.

I know this post is pretty sad and depressing. I honestly needed to just vent. I’m just tired of being sick and tired. I want to be the old me again, or better yet a new and improved me. I did buy a day planner. I used one when I worked and it really helped me to reach my goals. My phone is easy to just ignore. So I’ll see if this day planner will help me to get out of bed, write more, and maybe even eat healthier and exercise?! 🤞🏻

I must overcome this.

Well, I’ll leave you with this quote from Theodore Roosevelt:

“Courage is not having the strength to go on; Its going on when you don’t have the strength”

The Good Doctors

I had a doctor’s appointment today. I love seeing my Internal Medicine doctor because she truly cares, and wants to help. Not that the others don’t, but she really seems to care, She has made it her mission to get to know me and understand what I am going through. As most people with any type of illness can tell you, finding a doctor like this is very rare. I have been lucky to have three of these doctors in my lifetime. One of them was pre-diagnosis, back in the early to mid-2000s. She actually moved from my hometown of The Dalles to a town about two hours away. I remained her patient and drove to see her each appointment. Luckily, she moved back to my hometown and I continued to see her until I moved away. Then I had a slew of doctors that just were prescription happy, and misdiagnosed most of my illnesses. At my worst, I didn’t have insurance, and was at the end of my rope with all the symptoms from an undiagnosed Wegener’s Granulomatosis. I just happened to pick a doctor that my new insurance covered, and was near my home. She was the doctor that referred me to the doctor that referred me to the doctor that diagnosed me. She helped manage my medicines from a local standpoint, since I had to go six hours to my specialist. She is a doctor I miss. However, my current doctor is one smart lady. She is the doctor that facilitates my medicines, my referrals, and really tries to help. I don’t feel like I’m just a patient. It’s nice. It also allows me to speak my mind and be at ease, which is so helpful when you face anxiety like I do.

 

Right now, I am dealing with a lot of pain and fatigue. We are trying to figure ways to manage it, without just adding more medications blindly. This is going to be a process, and require several referrals. I feel a bit overwhelmed because it feels like I am back at square one with Fibromyalgia. However, with Wegener’s being in a remission of sorts, that is a huge worry off of my plate. I am anxious to get in with the specialist. As usual, they didn’t have appointments right away. So now I need to find a way to cope with things how they are until I can get in to see them. My initial feeling is to just do what should be natural…eat well, get enough sleep, and exercise. Simple enough. However, when you are in so much pain and extremely fatigued all of that is nearly impossible. I think I cause myself extra grief by stressing myself out about I “should be” doing this and that. It’s very aggravating.

 

I know this blog didn’t help many, but it helped me to just write. J

Just catching up

I’ve had a rough time finding time to blog lately. I apologize! I have just been so busy being busy. When I’m not busy, I’m exhausted. I feel that I should just do a quick update of this past week. Hopefully I can find time to blog about something more interesting this week too!

Last week I was dealing with severe dizziness and brain zaps. I still am this week, although the brain zaps aren’t as bad. On Friday I went in for vestibular testing, which was four hours of hearing type tests. The worst was when they put hot air into my ear and recorded my eyes reacting to the severe dizziness it caused. Then they did this with cold air, on each ear. It was horrible. On Monday I went to the doctor to get the results. He said that my hearing is find. Everything came back normal. This means the dizziness, headaches, and such are not caused by my ears. The next step is an MRI on Thursday, and following up with a Neurologist. In the mean time, I’m dealing with a UTI, which of course has them concerned since I just had an infusion, and it can cause Kidney’s to fail. I am going in tomorrow to make sure it’s just a run of the mill UTI, like I think it is, vs some dramatic issue they think it could be. I know it’s better to be safe than sorry, I just get tired of going to the doctor!

One thing I’d like to celebrate is that I didn’t get whatever it was Kenna had on Tuesday of last week. She was so sick. I was terrified I’d get it on Friday or Saturday and I had made commitments I couldn’t back out on. Luckily, I still haven’t gotten sick! Yep, knocking on wood.

Friday after my appointment, Kenna went to the fair with a friend. Travis and I took the time to drive around Forest Grove and look at the house we put an offer in on.

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Travis, Kenna, & I at the wedding.

Saturday we went to a wedding. It was a beautiful, fun, country wedding. I took the photos for them. It was so much fun! It was hot, but honestly, I was distracted with taking all the pictures, that the head didn’t bug me a bit. I took pictures from noonish until 9pm. I was hurting, but it was totally worth it. I really enjoy taking pictures. I had a few moments that were rough, but mostly because my camera decided to stop focusing, so I had to auto focus each picture! I did fairly well, and took 988 photos! What a fun time!!!!

Sunday we decided to go to the beach and meet our dear friends who were there for a dance competition. It was kind of cold so we didn’t stay long. It was fun though. We ate at Mo’s in Cannon Beach, then sat on the beach for about an hour. We stopped for ice cream on the way home. It was fun and low-key.

Today everything has caught up to me. However, I didn’t have a moment to rest. Well, I did sleep in a bit, but I got ready and Kenna and I ran errands. This blog is super boring I know. I promise it’ll get better. I just needed to get this all out and decompress from my busy week.

Oh, and before I forget, let me update you on my cousin. She is doing much better. She’s had 7 surgery’s this past week. They finally were able to pack and suture her leg. I stopped in and saw her yesterday while I was there to get my hearing test results. I loved getting to see her looking so much better! I’d stopped in on Friday before my testing, and she was in surgery. Thank you all for your continued prayers. Please if you can, go to her gofundme.com site: http://www.gofundme.com/8z6ena2x6e and donate.

Projection…

A few doctors appointments ago, it was brought to my attention that I tend to project my feelings onto others. Since then, I’ve been blown away at how of often I do this, and for how long I’ve been doing it. Just to get us all on the same page, projection is a self- defense mechanism characteristerised by a person unconsciously attributing their own issues oneto someone as a form of denial. I ve always thought I was prettybuntune with my thoughts and view of myself. I was wrong. 

I know that the projection started around the time I got sick. For one thing, I feel crappy that I don’t feel good enough to do things, but I also feel judged because I can’t do what I used to do. I am sure there are those that are judging me, but I know that these aren’t my actual friends. My friends and family know me well enough to know that I do my best, to be my best. They know who I was before I got sick, and how bad I want to be that person again. (And how aware I am, that being that person again is almost impossible, but I can do my best to get close.)

I suppose my advice to myself is to let the haters hate, who cares about them. I need to love myself and as long as I’m doing that, things will be alright. I just need to remind myself to do that daily, and I need to forgive myself. Now, that’s a who other topic!