Falling Asleep On The Job

No one plans to fall asleep on the job. But lets face it... It happens.

And as you all know, I'm an at home mom. So I'm ALWAYS on the job.. And falling asleep during the day is never a good thing here. Unless my kids are gone and I'm alone. Which is basically never. 

However.. I can't lie and say it never happens. Not that I plan to take a nap or anything. I don't. I know my children are insane and shouldn't' go unsupervised. They find the strangest things to get into when I'm not looking. Or they fight with each other and then hit each other and then complain about it. Ridiculous. 

Sometimes though, I can't help it. Not like "I am so tired that I just let myself fall asleep for a few minutes" can't help it. But like full on, for real, can NOT help it! I will just fall asleep for who knows how long and I'm totally unaware of it even happening until I wake up on the couch, with or without drool on my face. (Yes, I'm a drooler.. I hate it but I can't do anything about that so whatever.)

Sometimes, it's only for a few minutes. Sometimes though, it may be an hour. 

It is partially due to my "possible" narcolepsy (I say possible because I didn't finish the testing, but my sleep study doc was pretty sure I have it, and honestly, so am I). But it also a result of my blood pressure bottoming out.

The latter of the two really worried me also. It happens randomly, no warning or anything. Just all the sudden, it plummets. And no one knows why. Spoooooookkkkkyyyyy. 

It's really frustrating though, and I wish I knew the answer. I feel like shit when it happens, get dizzy and nauseous, and everything in my body feels REALLLYYYY heavy. Like even thinking of moving is impossible. 

Then, I may or may not pass out. No one likes passing out, of course... But honestly, when I do, I wake up after my blood pressure has normalized so I don't have to feel like shit anymore. 

So it's kind of double edged sword. Stay awake and feel like ass, or pass out and wake feeling better. 

I am suppose to be wearing a heart monitor right now (for 30 f***ing days!!) but had to take it off early because I'm allergic to it. (Which is a whole other story. My skin is peeling off now. It's bad. But you can read more about that here How Do You Not Understand. )

So since I had to take it off, who knows what it found or didn't. I don't even know if whatever is going on with my blood pressure is even related to my heart rate or not. But seriously, something needs to get figured out.

How am I suppose to function when I can't function?! It's not even JUST the blood pressure (even though, that is one of my most debilitating symptoms) but I also can't stand or walk for long (roughly 5 minutes) periods of time because then I can't breath anymore. I have to sit back down or squat. And anytime I squat and stand back up, I get lightheaded. 

My life is so fun! Hopefully I can get some answers soon. But as of now... It's not looking likely. 

Anyone suffer from random blood pressure changes, narcolepsy, or passing out on a regular basis? Are you working or unable? How do you cope with it? Comment below! 

This Is SOOOOO Important!!

Alright. Being a women is awesome and all but there are things that just suck about it too. Like having a period. It's no fun. Or getting Pap smears.

But! Pap smears are soooooo important!!!!!

I've heard recently that doctors are now saying if you have a clear pap when you're in your teens or twenties, it's okay to wait a few years in between getting them done. No longer do we all need to go annually.

Sounds awesome, right?! I mean, let's face it... Pap's are uncomfortable and embarrassing. No one wants someone they hardly know all up in their shit. I get it! Trust me! I hate them.

And I don't know who they think they are kidding by adding a stupid picture of a puppy or whatever on the ceiling. It is NOT calming. It's weird. And it doesn't make the situation any less awful.

However, they are sooooo important!!!! Get them EVERY SINGLE YEAR!!!! Do not wait 3 years because you had a good pap previously. Get them every year!! That is why they are called the annual well woman's exam. It takes a few minutes of being uncomfortable but could save your life!

I go every year. And I have gone every year since my very first one (back in my teens when I started having sex). Every one needs to go as soon as they become sexually active.

I have always had clear paps. ALWAYS!!! Every. Single. Year.

Until this year.

Do you know how scary it is to be told your pap came back with abnormal cells? I hope none of you do. But it's scary.

I had to go and have a colposcopy (a biopsy) and my biopsy sent off for further evaluation.

I went back to my doctor after my results came back and I have precancerous cells. They did cryosurgery to freeze the cells of my cervix off. I have to go back in a few weeks to make sure all the abnormal cells are gone. If not, I will need further treatment.

It's very scary. I am very scared. It's weird knowing I may or may not still have cells that are just waiting to turn into cancer in my body.

The one thing I immediately thought about when I was told I have precancerous cells is just how glad I am I go every year.

Precancerous cells are just that. Pre cancer. It's not cancer yet. But if left there, it WILL become cancer.

Even though I have had clear paps my whole life until now, I always went anyway. Could you imagine how bad this could have been if I skipped years because they WERE clear in the past?

I don't even want to think about it.

Stay on top of your health. Keep getting checked even when there doesn't seem to be a problem.

Pap smears are just that. They are for cancer SCREENING! Do not wait until you have symptoms. Do not wait because your last pap was clear. Do not play games with your health. I am only in my mid twenties. Cancer is not dependent on age.

GO EVERY YEAR!!!

I am so glad I do not have cancer. But I wouldn't have even known I was at risk if I didn't go regularly.

I hope you all take precaution with your health and get checked every year. If not, I hope my story will inspire you to start.

5 minutes of discomfort is worth knowing you're safe.

Do you all go every year? If not, will you start? Let me know in a comment below.  

They STILL Don't Get IT!

I don't usually talk about my health conditions to my family. I talk to my friends and I write this blog about it instead.

Why don't I talk about it? Because they still don't get it!!!! And it's soooooooooo FRUSTRATING!!!

I made the mistake of talking about my bladder prolapse with my (future) mother in law. Now, I've mentioned to her before all the things wrong with my body numerous times throughout the years. Ya know what she said when I told her about my bladder....

"Well that is strange. Usually only older women that have had large babies born vaginally get bladder prolapses. You didn't have any of that and you're so young. I don't understand how that happened to you."

SERIOUSLY!!!!???? I've only told you how many times about my EDS???!!

I have a f***ing connective tissue disorder!!!!!!! How can I make that more clear???!!!!

Please! If anyone has the answer, let me know!

I don't understand how people just don't get it! I explain what it is, what it means, and how it affects EVERYTHING in my body; and they still are shocked when I tell them something that makes sense because of my illness.

Even my fiance doesn't really listen. Nor does he really care to. (Although, I think that is more because he doesn't like to feel helpless and knowing there is so much wrong means he can't do anything. It's hard for him too....)

I told him about my pills for my gastroparesis and exocrine pancreatic insufficiency (which I've been taking for months) and he was like "ya ya, okay." He just doesn't want to hear it.

Usually it doesn't frustrate me because I know this about my family, but right now, I'm actually pretty pissed about it!

People just don't listen! I know I'm young! I know!!!!!!!!! But I have a chronic illness that affects everything in my body and will continue to break my body down until I eventually die... Why is that hard to believe? It's like they think I'm making it up or something... How can I be making it up?!

I have a neurologist, neurosurgeon, psychiatrist, cardiologist, gastroenterologist, endocrinologist, OBGYN, urologist, rheumotologist, dermatologist, physical therapy, and my pcp of course. 12 f***ing dooctors and they think I'm making it up?! Wouldn't I be locked away in an mental hospital for wasting all these peoples time if nothing was wrong with me?! Wouldn't they treat my craziness if I was just a crazy person? Why do people not understand I AM SICK!????

It makes no sense!!!!

Anyone else out there with people in your life that just don't get it?! What do you do cope? Do you just ignore them or speak out? Share your experience below.

You're Such A Drama Queen

What was that? Your arm was severed off? Stop over reacting. You do have another one! Geez. 

So selfish for wanting two arms... I know people like that too... I mean, mostly because I'm one of them!

I hate that when I say anything to anyone that DOESN'T have EDS, they look at me like I'm such a drama queen and just over reacting. 

Me: "Ouch! My finger just dislocated! *Pop* Okay, back in." 

Someone else: "Ugh! Seriously?! You're finger did not just dislocate!" 

Right... Because all my doctors are wrong and you know all.... Sorry all-wise-one.

I just don't know what I need to do to be taken seriously! Even my doctors have totally dismissed me when I've told them. CORRECTION, SHOWED THEM!! things and they still just look at me like I'm crazy for complaining my joints fall out of place. 

Like I'm this insane person and shouldn't be complaining about such trivial things. As if I ran to the ED for a paper cut or something.

What is it?! Because I'm a young adult woman? Probably.. And I don't really know why. I mean... Kids get sick and everyone says, "Aw. Poor thing." Old people get sick and people feel bad because they are old.. But young-ish adults and middle aged people... Well.. We are just drug seeking attention whores. 

Why?! I'm pretty sure everyone gets sick! Why the hell is it so hard to be taken seriously?! 

I could see it now. I walk into the ED because my stomach explodes. They put my insides back in and put a bandaid (which I'm allergic to) over the gaping whole and send me home. But don't forget the $45,000 bill for the bandaid.

I am 25. Not a child anymore but not old enough to remember the segregation either. So I guess that means I can never be ill or have problems without being called a drama queen. 

Who makes up stuff like this?!! Why would I want to seek medical attention if there wasn't a problem?! 

Oh, I know.. There is a disease about that. I KNOW!! 

BUT!!! If they thought I was just crazy and attention seeking and had Munchausen's, then why aren't they trying to treat that?! Anyone else wonder this shit?! 

Anyone else just a drama queen, drug seeking, over reacting child? Share your stories below!! :)

I Am Gumby's Secret Love Child

That's right. Gumby has a secret love child and it's me! I'm exposing Gumby and his dirty sexual escapades! 

Really though, I may as well have been. With Ehlers Danlos comes my extreme flexibility. To the point I don't even know what's considered normal. AND when I wear braces to keep from hyper--extending my joints, I really don't understand how people live with such low range of motion. 

I mean. I guess it's normal range of motion but mine is normally soooooooooooo much more, it feels restrictive to me. Like, how do normal people carry more than two things at once?! There fingers don't stretch out sideways! It just blows my mind how they are able to get anything done, ever.

I was looking up normal range of motion and found some interesting things. Did you know normal people can't bend their wrists more than 60 degrees in either direction!???!!! That is crazy to me!! I must be honest. I just don't get it! I've never been "normal", especially in that area. 

Look at this shit! 

Normal range of motion.

And then me.....

And that's just one joint! 

I may be all Gumby and pliable. But I really don't know how else to do things. It's almost a blessing and curse. A double edged sword if you will. 

That is my left arm by the way. 

It's not just being super bendy though. Obviously. There are soooooooo many aspects to EDS it's fricken bananas. Mmmm. Bananas.

My EDS has affected my heart, skin, joints, tendons, eyes, muscles, teeth, mouth, GI track, pancreas, brain, bladder, and more. It is seriously a systemic disorder. 

And it sucks. But sometimes, it is really cool. Like when I'm all alone and my back itches. I can reach the whole with ease. Picture it now... "Oh. My arm doesn't want to bend that way? I'll just dislocate it. Ah, there we go." 

Now, not everyone with EDS will be affected the same way. For some, the dislocations are incredibly painful. Some cannot dislocate on command. I can. And usually, they are not too painful. But, they still can be. Especially if they are random or accidental.

I still can't get over the normal range of motion. How do those freaks even get around!??! 

And other bendies out there that just don't understand the normal range of motion??!! I mean, really, HOW do normies live!? 

P.S. It has been brought to my attention that my background on the left of my page looks like an erect penis. Has anyone thought or noticed this?! And why was it not brought to my attention. 

Enjoy. You cannot unsee what you are about to see. 0_o

Are You Defined By Your Disease?

Ah. The age-old question... Well, maybe not age-old. But whatever. 

I have heard many people answer this question with, "No. I have EDS but EDS doesn't have me!" That is fantastic. Right?! So optimistic and such. 

But I totally disagree.... I know what you're all thinking.. What do you mean!!??? How could you NOT feel that way?! 

I feel like I have EDS and it does have me! I know it sounds crazy. Why would you want your illness to define you? Why???? Because it DOES define me!

It isn't all of me. But it is a huge part of me. I am sick. Just like I have brown hair, and brown eye. Just like I'm intelligent and sarcastic and creative. Just like I am a women and mother. 

I am defined by my illness. And that is perfectly fine with me! I don't see my illness as a bad thing. Just a part of me. More like a weird quirk or something. 

Being sick, chronically sick, means I can't just back away from it. I can't get away. And it doesn't just affect me. It affects everyone I know and love. It isn't something can be ignored or something I can beat. It's something I have to work on everyday and sometimes, something I really struggle with. 

Saying it EDS or Chiari, or any of my other diagnoses doesn't have me is like denying how important and severe they are. It's like minimizing the issue. 

And why minimize it?! It's not going anywhere!

I AM defined by my illness. But that doesn't always mean that it's a bad thing.

It is actually pretty liberating. I LOVE talking about EDS and spreading awareness. I LOVE talking about the things I struggle doing because it's REAL! 

I am not the kind of person to sugar coat or lie to make someone else feel better. I like the kind of people that can tell me things no one else will.

Like when I was pregnant, people tell you all the good stuff about being a mom. But what they don't tell you is that sometimes it just sucks and its hard and you'll lock yourself in the bathroom and cry because you just don't know what you're doing and you just know you're ruining your kids lives.  

People don't share with the bad stuff. Like it makes it less real.. But then, when you feel those things, you think you're defective because "no one said it would be like this! I must be a terrible mom!" 

But everyone struggles. It's hard. And we SHOULD talk about those things! They are important!!!

I think it is important for everyone to know our struggles as chronically ill people. They take things for granted that we can't anymore. 

I have been given a lot from being sick. I learned things about the body that I never cared about before. I don't take my life for granted. I don't take my good days for granted. The times I am able to get up and actually do something, I DO!!! Because who knows when I'll get another chance to do it?! 

I am blessed because I'm sick. I fully embrace it. And I think everyone should!

My illness does define me! I am sick and I am proud to scream it from the rooftops!

Are you defined by your illness? Comment below! 

A Few Things...

This post is just gonna be all filled with a bunch of stuff. So get ready for a fun ride with my ADHD brain. :)

First off!!! I am excited to announce that my first guest blog went live on Wednesday!! You can find it at Riot Against...

I am incredibly excited to be apart of the Riot Against... team and writing with them. I am honored that they thought I would be a good fit for their team and that I get to join them on sharing our experiences, journey's, and awareness for our conditions. I am truly blessed and honored.

Alrighty! Moving along... Next stop, Thanksgiving!

I had a WONDERFUL Thanksgiving!!!! For those that celebrate the most amazing gluttonous holiday of all time, I hope you all enjoyed it too. :) I had lots of family and great food! I made my homemade pierogis (which takes roughly 4 hours to make... So I'm pretty much doing a lot of nothing today to recover). My family even did the dishes! I didn't even ask them to! It was amazing. They said because I hosted, they would do the clean up. Which let me tell you... I super appreciated! If they hadn't done it, it would still probably be a huge mess today.. And I honestly don't even know if I would get around to cleaning it up. So YAY!! It's done, and it was great. :) We fried our turkey and it was DELICIOUS!!

I ALSO wanted to say that the Ehlers Danlos Awareness shirts and hoodies have been sent to the printer and should be arriving with you all soon!!! I'm so blown away that you all like my design! It is seriously super awesome to see people wearing a shirt/ hoodie that I designed. Thank you all for your support! I cannot express enough how honored I am. You make me smile. :)

OOOHHHHHH!!! I was recently contacted via facebook from a fellow zebra... And she told me how much she loved my blog. It seriously made my day. She was soo sweet (and obviously knows good writing when she reads it) and it really made me feel like I was making a difference. She said her whole family reads it, and she is able to relate. It also shows her family that she isn't just crazy because I go through this stuff too.

I started this blog in hopes of relating to others that may feel alone, AND so that I don't feel so alone. Knowing other people experience the same weird shit really just makes it easier to go through the weird shit..

Anyway.. I know this post is kind of just a bunch of points. But I promise, I have a normal post in my mind I will write out later..

Gotta get my littles outside and burn off some energy before make my head explode!! That would be a huge mess and "Ain't nobody got time for that."

Makes me laugh every single time...

Here We Go Again!

Well.... The t-shirts and hoodies have been requested again! I have reopened the original campaign and created a new one also with the same design but in different colors.

The links are (for the original colors/design)

Fight Like A Zebra

Same design, new colors are Here

I hope you all like them!

They have all passed their minimum and all will be printed. So don't worry about not getting it if you order. :) only a few more days!

Ship US, Canada, and International.

(Here are some of the colors available. More available than shown!)

Let's Add Another To The List!

So I met with my gastro the other day.. We talked about my EPI (exocrine pancreatic insufficiency) and my other symptoms..

First off I must explain, I stopped taking the enzymes for a while because I was getting SUPER bloated! And gasp!! Constipated!

And I mean it was so bad to the point to where I couldn't even breathe or lean forward or sit comfortably... Or really anything...

It was just super uncomfortable and I just didn't want to do it anymore.

But! The enzymes were working in the beginning. So I wasn't really sure what was going on. So I talked to my doctor and he said that now that they fixed the enzyme problem and I'm actually absorbing nutrients now that part of my digestion its fine. But, if I'm experiencing more symptoms, then there is ALSO something else afoot. Blast!

So...... We talked and he diagnosed yet another disease... Gastroparesis.

Ugh. Adding another to my list.. Which is already long enough that I forget some of the things on there.. I should really write it all down in my phone or something.

In the beginning, I remember getting so upset about new symptoms or diagnoses.... But now. I think I don't even care anymore. I mean, my whole body is slowly breaking down... So what is another thing, really?

Now I have a new pill to take.. I set my phone alarm to remind me when I need to take it (because I'm super forgetful.) throughout the day.

It's been a few days now and I honestly have seen a huge improvement!!!

I didn't even remember what it was like to NOT be bloated.. And now, I can breathe when I eat and lean forward (which I have to do because my back is too weak to support to my body for long periods of time.. like the 20 minutes it takes me to eat..)

I'm actually a bit relieved to have this diagnosis. While it's just another on my already long list, it's something that can be improved and I'm grateful for that.

It's been tricky planning out when I take my enzymes and the meds for gastroparesis, but the alarm does help. I even wrote in as a "title" which one I take and what I need to do when it goes off. Especially since I now need to change the times I eat and have to eat around different meds and what not.

It will definitely take me time to get used to, but I'm getting there. And honestly, the improvement I've already seen is enough drive to keep me going!!

Anyone else get something new added to their list lately? How are you handling it? Are you upset or just indifferent about it? Let me know in a comment below! :)

I Think I'm Dying....

That's how I feel anyway. After last night (Halloween) and walking through the ENTIRE neighborhood, I'm exhausted!

The kids had a ton of fun!! It was worth all my pain!

I really should have brought my cane though. I meant to, but forgot it in the rush to get out the door.

My kids were soooooooo excited and I was getting frustrated because they weren't listening very well. So I was just trying to get out the house and get everyone in the car so we could go to my mother-in-law's neighborhood! It was a lot of fun though. A couple of their friends went with us. It was a lot of fun!

They were so darn cute! But I am definitely paying for all the fun today..

Isn't it a bitch!? You go out to do something you rarely do, knowing you'll pay for it, but do it anyway. Some things are just worth the "been run over by 5 trucks" feeling.

Sometimes though, it wasn't worth it... And then you're just mad that you did because it wasn't worth feeling death for days after..

It's sometimes really hard to judge out if it will be worth it or not.. But usually, I'm pretty good at knowing. Learning your own limits can be challenging though. Especially in the beginning... But it gets easier.

It's weird for me and often confuses other people because some things are still easier for me to do than others. Like standing. Standing HURTS SOOOOO BAD!!! I don't know why... But I would rather be walking or pacing or something rather than standing. But then I can't walk too much or that hurts too..

There is a fine line. But then sitting hurts also. I can sit for about 10 minutes and then I need to move or readjust the way I'm sitting (if I'm not allowed to get up or recline, like in class..)

But I went and did this zip lining course with my mom a couple weeks ago (which was SUPER fun by the way) and it had all these obstacles to get through up in the trees. We took our time and I made it through the entire course with relatively minimal pain... (I mean.. it hurt a little, but not too badly that I was angry I did it.) It was a little sore for the 2 following days, but overall, I did well and it was well worth it!

But I actually have more pain and discomfort today from walking around trick or treating than I did from the zip lining course..  

And it's hard to explain to people that know walking is painful for me, that I can do that course and feel pretty okay. It's hard to explain how different it is..

It's also hard to explain that I really don't know how I will feel from minute to minute. I knew my legs were weaker yesterday than they were the zip lining day also. So I knew it would be worse. But to explain that to someone that doesn't experience it.. To have them understand that I just know I'm not going to feel well after doing something.. It's hard for them..

And to be fair. I get it. It seems like a cop-out for things you don't want to do.. Like cleaning the house.... Or grocery shopping.. Or really anything that just sucks.. I understand how others that have never felt what I feel don't believe me 100%.

I mean, honestly, if I were a perfectly healthy individual, and someone told me they couldn't do the dishes (which seriously suck for me because of the standing) because they are hurting; but wanted to go bowling.. I would a little skeptical also..

It's all about balance and honesty with your loved ones.. But there is a line.. It takes time to learn for everyone involved. Chronic illnesses don't only affect the patient. They affect everyone in the patients life.

Anyway.. I hope you are all able to rest up today if needed and that you are all enjoying your weekend!

What are some of your "run over by a truck" activities? Do you ever experience skepticism from others? How do you handle it? Comment below! :)

I Am NOT A Drug Addict!!

 

This is big one for me.

I am living in chronic pain. Every single day... I have pain. All the time. The only relief I ever get is from sleeping. (I know some can't sleep.. So trust me! I do not take that for granted!)

However.. I still can't get any of my doctors to treat my pain. Not with anything! I don't really want pain killers. But SOMETHING would be nice!

It took me around 9 years just to get a doctor to look at my back because I said I am in pain. They looked at me (a young, seemingly healthy individual) and dismissed me as being a drug seeker. No one would take me seriously! For 9 years!!! And now! I have so many problems with my spine, the only 'treatment' is surgery. Which I'm not about to do at the ripe ole age of 25. Too many risks for my liking...

So with no treatment for any of my pain.. I just deal with it. And I hate it.

I hate that their is a stigma against people with chronic pain. I hate that we can't get the care we need and deserve because of others that are addicts.

I hate that the people that ARE given pain killers for their chronic pain are looked down on by the public. They are deemed addicts because they need their pain killers to live.

Could you imagine living in pain every day, and they only way to function at a semi normal level to complete your every day tasks required pain killers. And then. On top of all that hell.. To have people judge you for using your PRESCRIBED pain killers?!

I don't understand how people think it's okay to judge others based on what they think is 'excessive'.

My bestie was once attacked on social media for saying she uses pain killers. This 'person' had the gall to tell her she is just a drug addict because she uses opioids. All I can say is what a BITCH!

What the hell does she know!? And my bestie doesn't even the whole dose prescribed to her. She is super careful and tries to just tough it out anyway.

I hate not having pain treatment.. But while I'm finding new doctors, I think it's best to not be on any medication at the same time. This way, no doctor can dismiss my symptoms due to drug side effects. (Not that they wont try and dismiss for every other reason they can think of...)

Have any of you been called or treated as drug addicts because of your pain, or pain treatment? What do you/ have you done about it?
Share your stories below!

Is This What Menopause Feels Like?

Does anybody else get really really hot, then really really cold?

Part of dysautonomia is not being able to regulate your body temperature. I am NOT able to regulate my body temperature. Let me tell you, it really fucking sucks!

Right now for instance I am burning up! But there are other times where I am so cold and I just cannot warm up at all. The other night I was wearing jeans, a jacket, and had a blanket on me and I was still freezing. Now, I'm wearing shorts and a sports bra and I'm sweating.

If this is what menopause is like, I'm so sorry for all those women. But honestly I am terrified for when I get to that age because I already have issues with body temperature regulation, I just can't imagine how much worse it could get.

Total side note...

The Ehlers Danlos syndrome t-shirts and hoodies came!!! I am so excited! The t-shirts have already started raising awareness and getting people asking me what the hell is with the zebra. Which was actually part of my plan in designing the shirt. I figured people with EDS will understand and those that don't have it will start to ask questions. Everyone wants to know what the hell the zebra is about. I'm excited about spreading awareness to other people and getting this disease out there. I think it's especially important to not only spread awareness to the people but to also bring more awareness to physicians.

There are so many doctors I have seen that did not know what EDS was or how it affected the body as a whole. I've met a lot that have just told me its only loose joints and stretchy skin. Those of us with it know that is not the case.

If you did not get an EDS shirt but want to order one now you can still do so at http://teespring.com/EDSfightzebra

I reopened the campaign. It will be open for 8 more days. They will arrive before Christmas if you order on this campaign!

Thank you to everyone that participated in the last campaign! It was a huge success! If your shirts have already arrived, please take a picture and post it in the comments! I can't wait to see all of you and your EDS shirt raising awareness and showing support!

You guys kick ass!!!! :)

Chiari t-shirts!!!!

The EDS shirts where a huge success!! I thank everyone thank helped raise awareness by purchasing a shirt/ hoodie!!

I have just started a new campaign for Chiari!!

You can find the t-shirts and hoodies at http://teespring.com/savethebrains

Multiple color options available!

I Wish It Was Just Cancer

For anyone with cancer, I don't know if you'll understand.

Having a chronic illness sucks. Every single day it sucks. We don't get better, just sometimes have better days. But we can't get healed and go on about our lives. I'm sure those that had cancer and won, they are fearful it will come back. But you get check ups, and you really only have to think about when that time for your scan comes again.

I have to think about my illness every single day. I'm scared every single day. I wonder what will happen to me every single day. Sometimes I pray that God will say that's been enough suffering and take me.

I'm not gonna go and kill myself, but I do pray that I'll pass in my sleep. Sometimes when its really bad, I think about it. Its hell living this every day. No end in sight. Just forever. Every single day.

It may sound insensitive, but its how I feel. And its how I know other's like me feel. With cancer, you either die, or you beat it. There is an end one way or another.

With chronic illnesses, there just isn't. Its always there! Every single day!!!

But its not only just that. Everyone knows what cancer is. You say to someone you have cancer, they instantly know what it is. Even though it may be "invisible" from the outside. People know.

I tell them I have Chiari and EDS and even doctors don't know what it is. People think I'm crazy. Like its a fake disease I just made up. "Omg. I met this girl today that told me she has this condition where part of her brain is falling out of her head. What a crazy person. That is not even a thing."

But it is! And it's real. And I feel it. And it scares me and angers me.

I don't want cancer. But if I had to choice between cancer and a chronic illness, I'd pick cancer every time.

It's so hard to raise awareness for these orphan conditions and less known about conditions when breast cancer is our there advertising every day. We get certain months, like September was Chiari awareness month. But people don't know what that is. People know it's breast cancer month but don't know its lupus month. Lupus is left aside. Fighting against the tits to get awareness for a condition that isn't about breasts. How can it compete. And it isn't fair.

I wish it had just been cancer. At least then there would be an end in sight. Either you win or lose, but it ends.

I Should Receive An Honorary Diploma

For how much I know about EDS. I've asked countless doctors about it, and they knew very little about it, if they had even heard of it. Yes you read that right. Tons of doctors have never even heard it. I thought doctors, being in the field of medicine which is always growing and changing, had to keep studying, researching and learning. To me, its part of their job description. Yet so many of them don't do this. It really makes me wonder if those that don't keep learning, and researching new things are just so content handling the normal things and treating colds that if a "difficult" case walks in, they already know they don't want to deal with it..

Now, obviously there are great doctors out there. But it seems they are the exception. There are way more content doctors out there. And its hard for the patient to have to sift through.

Especially if/when we find those that instead of just saying they can't help us (by lack of knowledge, jurisdiction, or they just don't care to), and they label us as crazy or psych cases rather than admit they aren't "all knowing and powerful".

Getting these labels of crazy in our medical records makes finding a doctor (good or bad) to listen very difficult. They treat us like we are crazy, drug seeking, attention seeking, hypochondriacs , etc.

Every time I walk into a new doctors office, I know I have to look the right amount of sick and right amount of well. I have to convince this new doctor that there IS something wrong, and I NEED help! I have to sell them on my case. Its exhausting, stressful and usually a let down.

I've been so "over" doctors in how they treat me and dismiss me. I just stopped going for awhile. And that isn't good. Because I need help. But when I feel no one is listening, it just makes me angry! And it makes question my own sanity. I start wonder, am I just crazy? Are my symptoms real? Is my pain real? But then I remember the one test I've had that always reassures me. I had my neuro exam and they were checking my reflexes. Simple enough. But it wasn't working. I lost all of my reflexes except for one. Only my right knee. And that was only a little. None in my arms, ankles, left knee. Nothing. My leg just hung there. And that always reminds that its not in my head. There is absolutely no way I can control a reflex. By the very definition of the word.

So with all these mediocre or even worse doctors out there that just weren't interested in helping me, I took to the internet and books. I've read almost everything I can on the subject of EDS. I now know more than my doctors. And that is just on researched material.

I often feel as though those with a chronic illness, regardless of what it is, should be honorary doctors. We LIVE with it! We know more than any doctor could.

I don't know about you all, but when doctors tell me pain isn't associated with xyz, I just laugh. Where did they get their information? Not medical journals. Because I've read those. How old is their information?

I just know that I know soooooooo much about my condition now, that I am starting to look down on doctors. Just like they do to me.

So where is my honorary degree?!

Have any of you noticed similar situations? Comment below!


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My Expectations Are Really Low

I'm seeing my cardiologist tomorrow afternoon to follow up after my tests. Ya. All those super inconvenient test he sent me out for just so he could prove nothing is wrong with mW. Ironic because I have tests that have been done before that show something is wrong. But of course he wasn't interested because he knows better than anyone else. Right.

This is same doctor that told me "you look too good to have to children". During my stress test. At 7 in the morning. Before I had coffee. Ya. I'm sure I looked fantastic. What an ass..

So I'm sure tomorrow will end with me more enraged than I've been for awhile. But we will see

My expectations are soooooo low.. But I'm sure he will find a way to still disappoint.

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What's Wrong With You?

You're too young to have so many problems.
Why do you only use a cane sometimes?
What did you do to yourself?
Ya, I get tired too.
You should push yourself harder.
You're just being lazy.
You're not trying hard enough. We all get tired.
Are you just looking for attention?
*stares stares stares*
You aren't handicapped. I saw you walking just fine a few minutes ago.
We all have problems.
It could always be worse.
Well, what are you doing about it?
You complain about everything.
You seem depressed.
Maybe it's just anxiety.
I think you're just a hypochondriac.
Gosh, what can you do?
You should try taking *insert "miracle drug" here*. My friend had that, and it totally cured her.
I know someone with *xy disease* and they can still do ....
You were fine yesterday...
You're just using that as an excuse to do nothing.
If you really wanted to, you'd get better.

If I had a dollar for every time someone said these things to me, I would pretty damn wealthy! People I don't even KNOW!!! Total strangers have asked me "What's wrong with you?" or "Why do you have a cane?" "What did you do to yourself?" "You're too young to have so many problems."

Well you know what people!!??? Apparently God doesn't discriminate against age! How can I be too young anyway? What the hell does that even mean?! Like only old people have health problems? I'm sorry, but I'm pretty sure kids, teens, and young adults get sick all the time!!

There was one time, I was watching a movie about this person that has a disease. The person I was watching  the movie with (at that time though I was not diagnosed yet and they thought I was a hypochondriac making up all my symptoms) and they asked me, "So, are you gonna start having those symptoms now?" I'm sorry, but WHAT THE FUCK???!!! NO. I have the symptoms I have asshole.

People without chronic illnesses just really don't understand it. It's really hard to get it across to people too. Without ever experiencing it, how do you explain the fatigue is not just "I'm tired and a nap will make me feel better." People can't relate to things they don't or haven't had any experience with. It makes it incredibly difficult to share with family and friends the things we go through. I often feel shame for the things I can't do anymore, or the times I can't even think about doing whatever activity, much less actually do it. Shame and guilt are some of the biggest and worst emotions I feel because I am sick. I also get resentful. But the resentment is usually misplaced. For example, I'll get angry with someone because of how I think they see me. (Which is usually not a good perception at the time I'm feeling this way.) But that anger is really created based on how I feel about myself.

Having a chronic illness is like continually going through the grieving process. I go through all the phases. Over and over and over again. I will get angry about it. Then be fine with it. Then be sad about the things I've lost. Then be indifferent. Then angry again, and I go back through the steps over and over.

But you know what? I am grieving. I'm grieving the life I thought I would have. The life I wanted to have. The things that have changed. The things that I can't do. Everything. Everything has changed.

I'm not always angry though. Being sick has giving me so much. I don't take things for granted anymore. After losing many normal functions, I really don't take for granted balance and coordination. Things I never thought about before, but now I have lost. So when I have good days I am incredibly thankful for those things. I have also met amazing people and actually my best friend is someone I connected with because I got sick. Then we realized how much we had in common and our relationship just took off! She is my friend soul mate. I love her and am blessed to have her in my life. I also have more understanding and sympathy. I don't just to conclusions and judge people like I did before.

Of course, I do still get angry. But I have gained a lot. And honestly I am blessed. I am a broken bodied beautifully messy imperfectly perfect person. But I wouldn't change myself for anything.

What are things you've been told by others that just don't understand? Do you all go through the grieving process over and over? Please share by commenting below!