Waking up in pain everyday isn’t how I envisioned my life to be. Diagnosed 18 years ago and been living debilitating pain that no one could possibly handle on their own. Prescribed medicine’s do not work for my good. They just caused more problems, more pain.
Waking up in pain is not what I envisioned my married life would be. I hurt because I can’t be the wife that my hubby Karl needs. Instead of me taking care of him, he instead takes care of me. Causing an extra burden to be placed on his shoulders because of my stupid illness hurts my heart. Watching him age before my eyes. Saddening. Hurtful. Regretful. Sorrowful. In his eyes he loves me and I am thankful. Karl honors our vows to each other. Honestly, that speaks volumes to his character. Cares for me like no other. He is a blessed man of The Most High that was created just for me. I am blessed because he chose me. Selah
Waking up in pain each day is not what I envisioned my life as a parent to be. Diagnosed when my children were 12, 9 and 2 months respectively. Just babies themselves having to take on the role of caretaker to their own mother. Missing out on a lot because of me. Having one resent me because of it. Missing out on caring for the baby a lot because of the pain. They are 30 (KJ), 27 (Ka’miko Mai’) and 18 (Kimora-Lynn) now and I can truly say I am blessed that they chose me as mom from heaven. They make me fight each day to live. Even with the pain, I could not have made it this far without them. There are many others in my shoes that do not have the support system that I have and I pray for them everyday. But I am so thankful that my family loves me and stays in my corner. The Most High seen favor with me and blessed me with another daughter. My daughter Hadar, KJs wife, not only loves me but she is also an active advocate for me and Sarcoidosis. She helps me with my health choices and also with my life. She educates others about Sarcoidosis, making them understand what I struggle with everyday. She loves me and that is such a blessing.
Chronic pain, living with Sarcoidosis, living with an Invisible illness, living with an incurable debilitating disease and finally, living with a rare disease; this is my life. I fight through the pain, I smile through the pain, I live through the pain.
Peace and blessings to you always Warrior’s.
Theatre: CINEMA CHRISTIANA XD at the Christiana Mall in New Castle County Delaware.
This being the first and the last time I come to this theatre. I am legally handicapped and I purchased four tickets to see the new “Thor” movie. I purchased two seats in the handicapped section, seats C13 and C14, as well as two more seats in row B. There was no other handicapped person in the theatre this night. All present were younger children ages 26 on down. But why was I harassed over and over again about the seat I reserved. Ushers stating that I was in another person’s seat and had to move. Showing my digital receipt over and over again. What did they do, they brought a hard, uncomfortable chair out and asked me to sit in it because I “should have been in a wheelchair.” I use a walker. Why was I singled out. Next to me on my right, a young couple lounged and talked throughout the whole movie. Never was they asked to move. Also, no handicap there unless it was their inability to SHUT UP!!! To my left, a young man sat very comfortably alone. Mind you, no one ever came to sit next to me. I am a married mother treating her husband and the boyfriend of my daughter to a movie of their choosing for their birthday. I hope they enjoy it because I will never do this again. Back to the safety of my home to wait for the movies to become available on cable. This place SUCKS!!!
Cinemark Christiana Mall gets barely 1 star. I will stick to Regal Cinemas at Peoples Plaza.
For someone that has to rely on opiates to experience a somewhat “normal” life. The only problem is that I have to supplement my diet with a lot of fiber and various laxatives, including teas each day. It can become very costly. My major concern is the side effects that all of these have on my body as a whole. I feel overly bloated when I am unable to relieve myself; and once I do, I feel dehydrated, drained of all my energy and empty. That’s a good thing right? LOL 😉 But am I loosing necessary vitamins and minerals needed to sustain my life. Well, I found an article that hopefully answers all of my questions and also those that are from you as well. Click on the link below for the article.
Peace and blessings to you all,
Marilyn a.k.a. Lynn or Mommielynn
I have to admit that I sometimes share the exact emotions as the author Stephanie Roberts has shared in her article post on The Mighty.
I try to remain a positive person and know that God has me, but sometimes your mind begins to wonder and those what ifs come into existence. I thank God everyday for my family stepping up to the plate as my caretakers. It is an overwhelming tasks. Just like this author expresses about all of the specialists visits and the times when I thought that I could prepare dinner only to have them wondering what they were going to eat later. Many days and nights I lock myself in the bathroom and cry because I don’t want them to worry as much, but they do because I can’t hide anything from them. They know about my mannerisms when I try to mask the pain. They know… I feel so sad for my husband because in spite of his own very painful leg due to an injury and his own medical condition, he still helps me with my everyday situations. I love him to death. My baby girl Kimora-Lynn has never seen me a day or night without pain. I was diagnosed right after she was born almost 18 yrs. ago. She doesn’t express her emotions to anyone. If she does then it is like an explosion all at once. She holds everything in. Not good. I know. My two older children express their emotions through music. They are very talented lyricist, vocalist’s, producers and most importantly, multi-instrumentalist like their father. I am proud of them but they wear their emotions on their sleeve which can be dangerous. My son once argued with one of my old doctors because the doctor made a derogatory comment about my weight. I was on 60 mg of prednisone at the time. That was my last visit with that doctor. These are the things one deals with when you have both a very rare disease that is not known to almost all medical and human knowledge, it is more than most misdiagnosed, under funded federally and under researched. Most of the time I have to educate those who I go to for care about the symptoms and problems caused by Sarcoidosis, Rheumatoid Arthritis and Fibromyalgia.
So this month is Sarcoidosis Awareness Month and I am advocating it to the fullest whenever I can. My hopes is that I can obtain at least a $500 donation goal towards a cure. Either through participation in my upcoming Team K.I.S.S. DE 5k 2017 Run/Walk for a cure or my Marilyn’s Fight for Life KICK Sarcoidosis Campaign’s fundraising page via the Foundation of Sarcoidosis Research. All monies go to funding for research and it’s tax deductible. I like to thank all those who have registered so far and also those who have hopes to register or just contribute. Thank you from the bottom of my heart.
So in conclusion I say to all of my Warrior’s, cry, blog, express any way you can about your emotions and what you are feeling truly and hopefully you will feel better in the long run.
I am getting sick and tired of smiling through my damn pain. I am really upset right now at whomever came up with that concept. WTF!!! When you are Fake, do not get upset if you do not receive the understanding and compassion that you desire. There is a saying that a lie begets a lie begets a lie. Meaning that the lie you tell keeps on building up the more you tell it and sooner or later that lie is gonna bite you in the ass.
What I am feeling right now is very lonely. Why? Because in the mist of all of my confusion of trying not to let on how much pain I am in, so as not to worry my family, a misunderstand intrudes. Just a simple conversation seems to always makes me feel like anything that I say will be the wrong thing. What I mean is that because of this stupid debilitating disease I am by myself 97% of the time, not discounting my two dogs as my only company. No one calls from my family except for one niece and my immediate family is so busy working and going to school that they barely have time for me. So at that one chance moment that we do come together as a family, it’s like whatever I say is the wrong thing. Don’t get me wrong. I know my family loves me, but I don’t think they get how lonely I have been for almost 18 yrs. There is no date nights for my husband and myself because we are barely getting by financially. Sometimes we go without food or I can not afford my very needed medication to live. I have been hospitalized three times in the last five months because of this. What does that say to you? The first was for pneumonia and congestive heart failure. That stay was for 2 1/2 weeks. The next was for the onset of a GI Virus in which I was the only one in the family to be affected. Whilst there I suddenly lost all feeling and mobility on my right side. I was diagnosed, after an MRI of my brain, with a Lucanar stroke. My stay this time was for 1 week and was discharged with PT and a home nurse. While undergoing PT in my 3rd week my BP spiked to 200/150 and where I had gained my mobility by 50%, I had another stroke. Another week in the hospital, but this time I was discharged with PT/OT and a home nurse. They also provided me with a social worker who helped me obtain my monthly meds.
So getting back to my earlier point, I am the number one advocate for positivity with other Warrior’s and I truly try to remain positive myself, but answer me this: How can you maintain positivity within yourself when you lack understanding about how you can be happy by yourself?
Peace & blessings to everyone who takes the time to read this,
P.S.: please check out my FB page to get information on the upcoming Sarcoidosis Awareness Month events. http://facebook.com/marilynsfightforlife