In the beginning years of my RSD, I was so scared. I was in a never-ending roar of pain and only saw a future of pain for myself. At 22, the walls were crumbling in on me and I couldn’t bear the thought of every day being like this for the REST OF MY LIFE. Then, I would research this horrible illness and find out that I could only look forward to this illness getting worse and spreading! It was more than I could imagine- and overwhelmed me to the point I knew I could not commit to a life like that. I would warn my husband, “if this spreads, I just won’t be able to do it.” That must have really scared him too. Now, after 9 years, and knowing what this disease can do, knowing how it changes over time, and how we change with it… Knowing how we adapt and mature in ways we can’t foresee in the beginning, I’m so glad I’m still here. Even with all of my pain and all of the things that have happened- I never knew I had the strength to survive so much. That’s why I always say the beginning is always the hardest. Don’t give up on yourself, and don’t give up on the people around you. “Keep fighting” some days might mean to just keep breathing air. Today won’t look the same as next year or the year after that because YOU will be stronger and better. You are not alone. Mary
Posted on: Sun, 07 Jul 2013 22:52:29 +0000
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