I Need A Vacation

We just took our first vacation. Well, our first real family vacation. In the sense that we didn't travel to a family members house and stay with them. 

We went to Stone Mountain Ga and stayed in a hotel and everything. It was awesome.

The hotel was shitty, but it kept us warm and gave us a place to sleep and shower, so it worked. They also offered breakfast every morning. So that was good. Saved us money on that meal every day.

We went to Stone Mountain Park and got the 2 day pass to go through Snow Mountain, and the Stone Mountain Christmas park. We walked around A LOT!! And with a 3 and 5 year old. It was exhausting. 

We just got home at like 1 in the morning on Saturday and I'm still recovering.

Isn't that funny... You go on vacation and you need another one when you get back home.

Unpacking was worse than the packing was. And my body is soooooo sore from all the activities we did. We were going like non-stop. For 5 days straight! 

Having EDS and going on a 5 day trip packed filled with activities was probably not the smartest thing to do. Plus sitting in the car for as long as we did to get there and then back. I'm a frickin mess now.

My chiari is flaring up, my body is screaming at me. It will probably take me another week to get back to where I was before. 

But it was worth it. Some things are worth the pain and all the shit that come with having a chronic illness. And this was definitely one of them.

We all had a blast and my kids were soooo happy spending so much time us. My boyfriend works a lot normally, so we don't really get to spend much time with him. It was wonderful. 

Although I'm paying for it, and will be for awhile longer, I wouldn't take it back for a second.

But I wish I could take my own little vacation right now and get away from all of them so I can sleep for days. 

What things have you done that you had to pay for later? Was it worth it for you? What about a time it wasn't worth it after? Share your experience by commenting 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...

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!