It’s crazy to think that for years and years I was sick. So sick that now some of my organs are shutting down and more meds are being called in daily. It’s overwhelming and exhausting, but it’s such a blessing to know why I have felt so bad for so long.
Knowledge is power and I’m running with it. I’m literally soaking up every single ounce of knowledge out there about this disease because this isn’t just a broken bone that will mend itself, this is a lifetime of changes in every way imaginable and if I don’t try my damnedest the end result is scary and I’m the only one to blame. I’m doing this for myself, my family, my friends, and the strangers that I meet along the way.
This is my journey and I’m so blessed to piece together a puzzle, and also so relieved that I don’t have to pretend anymore. No more fake smiles and “I’m okay’s”. Those are over. I want to be able to be honest with myself, my husband, my family, my friends, and those strangers.
Yes, I feel sick. Yes, I am worried. Yes, I am overwhelmed. Yes, I am a fighter.