I've been to Boston and back. The neurologist treated me like I was wasting his time. And I was disappointed, to say the least. I think that was the point where I became emotionally numb. I've had no other choice. At the rate I had been going, and with the holidays, I was going to emotionally burn myself out.
I have since been through a sleep study, been told my liver is starting to dysfunction, and had continued dental and inner ear problems on my left side.
No new answers. No new news. I normally would be frustrated and depressed. But, I have focused my energy in more productive ways. I have too. I have my son.
I am a volunteer on the art community- Deviantart.com. That helps a lot. I get to talk to people and help people out. Something I am not capable of physically doing at home, or even with friends. Some are just as 'drained' of my health problems, and I can understand that. It is nice to take a 'break', and feel normal for just a little while.
Art in general, is great therapy for the physical and emotional pain. I get to step away for a period of time, and work on something that either reflects my hopes and dreams, or lets me release my deepest thoughts and feelings. It's a period of meditation.
I'm going to have to kick it back in to high gear again. Not know why I hurt, the drain it is taking on my physical and emotional health, is having its affects on not only me, but the ones I love.
Eventually something will need to be done.
My journey and experiences as a young woman just diagnosed with Reflex Sympethetic Dystrophy, or RSD. A mother, daughter, sister, and ones partner. How it not only effects me, but how it effects the people I love, and how the medical world and public treat me.
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