healing.



i’m not sure what else to write. i waver between thinking getting sick was a huge setback and a huge gift. maybe it’s a bit of both, a beginning. i craved great, sweeping change, and i got it, though definitely not in the way that i expected. i do feel a lot better, though. lots of ideas and thoughts and plans floating through my head, and i’m inspired and motivated and ready to sort through them and live. optimism, how does it work?

i am, i am, i am.


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a late night post

i got an appointment for a specialist in april, so it looks like for the next three months i’ll be waking up every morning, hoping that my fingers aren’t swollen and that i can walk.

i’m supposed to put on a brave face and be a grownup and be positive about all of this, but i’m not. i spend most of my days feeling like i’m going to die and that no one will notice. i’ve spent so much of my life feeling like i’m not good enough, that i don’t fit in, and that no one cares. i was almost at the point where i was okay with myself and now my own body has turned on me. the universe is cruel.


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health things

i went to the doctor on thursday about all my health problems.

good news:

bad news:


haterade monday: my body

not in the way that you’d think. no reblogs.

last year i was ‘diagnosed’ (basically i made my idiot GP run tests after years of him not giving a shit about treating anything other than symptoms. this same guy wrote me a prescription for anti depressants after a 20 minute session) with polycystic ovarian syndrome. it makes sense-i have gain weight around my middle, facial hair growth, slow metabolism, anxiety/depression.

now there might be something else, but i don’t know what it is yet. i always get incredibly depressed in the winter, so i’ve been taking vitamin d pills and using a light box,  but the sense of fatigue is incredible-this past weekend i took three naps at 4 hours each, in addition to getting 7 hours of sleep each night. i wake up feeling more tired and i have difficulty moving. i’m having trouble typing this with my left hand. my fingers are swollen and it hurts to bend them. my hands and feet are always cold. i sleep with the heat turned up, socks, slippers, leg warmers, warm pants, two shirts, a sweatshirt, thick comforter and an extra blanket and i still wake up feeling like someone used me as a punching bag.

i think it could be fibromyalgia, celiac disease, or lupus. i’m really scared, and really tired of always feeling like shit. i’m calling the allergy clinic to make an appointment and finding a new general practitioner today.


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