Kids Learn To Lie About Eating Sweets | The Secret Life of 4, 5 & 6 Year Olds
What Secrets Lie in a Life of Chronic Pain
Sign Up for Our Healthy Living Newsletter
Thanks for signing up!
This whole business of online sharing is very public. Those of us who share on this blog often hold back a bit because of the glaring nature of our words staying here forever. We hide behind first names, try to watch our language, although that isn’t always easy to do, and often hold onto our emotions to be civil. In short, we make a noble attempt to behave like ladies and gents. All the while, we know, within each of us we are so much more than just our pain.
We all have homes to run, many have jobs to hold down just to survive and many have children with needs, tears, laughter and love to share. We worry about money, family problems and mortgages, just like everyone else. The difference is that we have this “albatross” to carry, each and every day on top of the usual stresses of living in this current world. Today I would like to share some of my secrets with all of you and wouldn’t be a bit surprised if they are your secrets, too.
1. Each morning when I wake up it’s with some degree of surprise. It’s definitely an “Oh, yeah” moment. In my dreams I am usually pain free and can do all the things I once did. I say usually, because there are other nights I dream I am being tortured in some way, caught, trapped or unable to escape my pain. On those nights, morning is a welcome relief. Of course, those bad dreams are rarer, thankfully, and are usually my body’s way of waking me up to take a pain pill. I am often awake late into the night as I wait for my body to grow accustomed to my bed. A sick body often has ideas of its own and doesn’t want to relax, conform or behave. I have a large water filled heating pad. I use special stretches to put things back where they belong. I use muscle relaxants and usually end up sitting in a hot tub for a brief period just to get all those muscles to calm down. I don’t stay for long because bathtubs are hard and uncomfortable at times but the hot water is the key. It’s the same way every night of my life. This pain never goes away. It fully reflects what my activities of the day have been, but “hey,” life does go on, often dragging us with it.
2. There are times when there is nothing to do but cry. Agonizing pain, frustration, emotional depletion, anger or another person; these all can cause me to tip over the edge and have to spill over in the form of a crying jag. Sometimes it goes on all day, more or less. At other times, it’s over in a few minutes and my usual positive approach prevails, pulling me back into life.
3. I get ticked off a lot more easily than I used to. I think this should come as no surprise to anyone but it does surprise me, sometimes. It’s as if I’ve had a small, very ugly gremlin hitting me in the ass with a sharp hammer for 23 years and at times he hits me in other places as well…this ticks me off.
4. I have far less patience than I used to but I also have more. I have less patience for healthy individuals who tell me how good I look. Usually, it’s used in a dismissive tone which really means they don’t give a hoot how I’m feeling and just want to talk about them. I am impatient with individuals who abuse their own health or take it for granted. I am impatient with the ignorance that drives people to ignore what they’re eating, bad habits or worse of all, take illicit drugs or too much alcohol. Don’t they know how lucky they are? Apparently, not.
I have more patience for the sick, the disabled or the very young and the very old. I have more patience for myself when I have to clean my house, do the laundry or drive to the market. If I don’t feel up to it today, I wait until tomorrow. I have more patience in waiting for medical answers but still don’t abide incompetence, particularly in the medical community. I’ve learned modern medicine does not have all the answers but often does the best it can. I’ve learned to walk away from an incompetent idiot, often leaving a few of my choice opinions and words in my wake.
5. I have found depths within my own soul that I didn’t know existed. I have a new appreciation for beauty. I value time and the brevity of life as I never did before. I want my life to matter. I don’t want to waste any of it and consider down time and rest as refueling. During these recharging times I read, watch a good movie, talk to a friend on the phone or contemplate my universe. The one constant I have discovered is change. Although I do trust the love of my husband and my children and grandchildren, I know they have their own lives to lead and never want my needs to interfere with theirs. I have a deep faith in a loving God but believe each individual must find their own path to God and never impose my views on others lest I interfere with their own precious search.
6. I have to hold onto hope or all is lost. When the dark fears of disability come to me, I feel like a small bird with a hungry cat on her tail. I fear dependence on others more than I fear the peace of death. I often look around me and realize I am not alone in my struggles. All of life is a struggle for everyone, each in their own way, each in their own time and the privilege of choice is the rarest of all privileges. We don’t have to give in and be that bird that is the prey because birds have also been given the gift of flight. Everyday I look for a new way to fly.
Video: The Secret LIE Beerus DECEIVED Ultra Instinct Goku With! Just Revealed In Dragon Ball Super
How Meningitis Is Diagnosed in Its Early Stages
How to Apply Foundation Primer
How to Compare Cat Litter Boxes
Bewezen: overwerken is uiterst ongezond
Kim Kardashian’s Nipples Are on Full Display in ThisDress
How to Make Genmaicha or Brown Rice Tea
How to Use a Matchmaking Service
My Brilliant New Career: From Financial PR To Personal Trainer
How to Perform Progressive Muscle Relaxation
Treatment by acupuncture can actually improve your health
How to Acquire Abandoned Property
What to Pack in Your Diabetes Emergency Bag