Weakness plagued my body. Move, arms. Move. Quivering, my muscles made a valiant effort and my arm made a spastic and uncontrolled flail to the side. Not exactly what I was aiming for but the fact that they still could move was good enough. Searing pain was spreading from the base of my skull to the top of my head. What did I even do to cause this?
Having a chronic illness is hard. Having a chronic illness with no friends who understand what you're going through? Even harder. Ehlers-Danlos Syndrome affects every part of my life. Physically, emotionally, financially...it's rough. For a long time I felt isolated from the rest of the world. Whenever I try and explain what I feel each day… Continue reading The Importance of Having Friends Who “Get It” | Life With A Chronic Illness
I can only imagine how difficult it is to watch your loved one deteriorate before your eyes, knowing that there's little you can do to make them better. I want to take the time to say THANK YOU. The words hardly seem to touch the level of gratitude I hold within my heart, but the only way I can think of to show the thankfulness within me is something like, "aslfjaslkdjfa;lskjdfa;lskjdflsjlfkjdlskjdflah!!!" and that's just not very nice to look at.
"Hey! How are you? How've you been?" Common questions, ones we hear all the time. The average person can pause for a split second and assess if they're great, ok, or having a bad day. For someone with a chronic illness, it's a complicated question. Our version of "great", "good", or a "bad day" can be drastically different from most people's.
"prone to frequent dislocations" ...Yes, very true...but what the list doesn't say is that sometimes all it takes is a regular step, lifting a (small) glass of water, a simple roll over in bed, or a hard laugh.