Loneliness SUCKS!!! (Battling a Chronic Illness)

(This is an experience that I thought I share that happened to me last night.) 12/9/2019

Depression is very scary and the most important thing to do, if you feel that this is you, is to seek professional help immediately.

Here, as I do everyday, alone. Sometimes I feel like I’m wasting away with no where to go and no one to share my true feelings with. It’s true that I live in the house with three other family members who I rely for everything. But even though this is true, everyone has their own agendas, their own lives to live. You see there are only a select group of Snowflakes, Spoonies and Warrior’s who understand exactly what we go through each and everyday and night of our lives. And believe you me, it is impossible to make others understand. This goes for immediate and extended family, friends, coworkers as well as the medical community.

My husband works three jobs to keep a roof over our heads and medical insurance to cover my medical care. It’s hard on me to watch him work so hard. He states, “I do it because I love you.” We’ve been together for 33 years and married for 31. Through our love we have three amazingly talented children: one son, two daughters and one beautiful daughter-in-law. I married very well, but it still hurts to see hime work so hard with very little sleep.

For twenty years I have been battling these debilitating diseases and I never once stated or felt that I was depressed. Lately though these feelings have began to surface. With my ability to function and the ability for my physician’s to treat me decreasing at a fast rate; I don’t know or understand how anyone could not feel this way.

I have tried to use my time wisely during the days by delving into studying biblical hebrew and loving my animals, Most of the time that’s not possible because I am so tired or in too much pain. I feel guilty toward The Most High that I let these emotions in. It feels like I am not placing my faith in him or myself for that matter. All those that know me, know that I have always keep my spirits up and prayed up so that I can help myself and help others who need an ear or a shoulder to cry on. Those that suffer with these invisible illnesses that are incurable, having very little research done to find a cure (because there is very little federal funding or help initiated towards it), as well as doctor’s and their medical communities who have little knowledge about them or even the correct way to treat them.

Much of last night I spent trying to remove those emotions from my system. You see, after going to a doctors visit and being told that another major flare up might be occurring or is active at the present, is overwhelming. This means a new regiment of testing and two infusions are in the works. I end up vented to my family and said some things that should have been left unsaid. My emotions were huge and on overdrive. My husband said that, “It was my medications caused my outburst.” My children stated that my reactions and my statements were crazy or wrong. Words were spoken towards me saying, “I never listened to them when I was trying to get my feelings out correctly.” I tried to get them to understand but nothing would come out right. I truly felt very crazy like I was losing my mind.

I wanted to actually stop being, but Yah stepped in and removed those thoughts and emotions from my spirit. I thank Yah for being omnipotent and gracious with me and granting me with an understanding family.

I let myself down last night because depression is not me. I have never let the Devil in my life because I trust the Most High to much. Always have.

I’ve had the best childhood growing up. Coming from a large family with nine siblings (2 brothers died young); 6 girls and 1 brother. I am next to the baby girl, a.k.a. #5 daughter. LOL ๐Ÿ˜ Now my parents, grandparents, in-laws and some of my older siblings are all gone now and that is one of the causes for my loneliness. The youngest remain. The only son and the two youngest girls. Wanting to call them, talk to them, hug them and gain more wisdom from them are what I face all the time. My father instilled in me the moral law and the love of Yahuah and I will always treasure that.

I lost a huge part of my life in fighting these illnesses (Sarcoidosis, Fibromyalgia, Dystonia, Rheumatoid Arthritis, etc.) and the lost of my family. But the loneliness never equated depression. Knowing that death is just one part of life.

All in all, I will continue to fight because I have a lot of fightleft in me. But the overall reason for this post is to inform anyone that is in my position; you are not alone. If at anytime you feel like all hope is lost, reach out and talk to someone, meditate or pray, but mostly reach out and talk to someone.

Peace and blessings to you always and forevermore.

I am,

Marilyn

Another Days Journey in the Battle of a Sarcoidosis Warrior…

#MarilynsFightForLifeKICKSarcoidosisCampaign #Fighting4ACure #LivingWithChronicPain #LivingWithAnInvisibleIllness #SARCOIDOSISAWARENESS #SarcoidosisWarrior #RareDisease #SupportSarcoidosisResearch #ASongForLife #FoundationforSarcoidosisResearch #FIBROMYALGIA

Happy Birthday Hubby ๐Ÿ’œ๐Ÿ’œ๐Ÿ’œ

20170515_230002The love of my life is celebrating his birthday today. This man has a heart of gold and a giving soul. He is the epitome of a man of The Most High, letting his light shine so that others may see The Most High in him. Those that know Karl or come in contact with him see how humble he is with the gift of music that The Most High has blessed him with. He has taught those that went on to become the best they can be in the business without expecting thank you’s or any form of recognition from them. I think of the story of Joseph when I see my husband in action. You get what I am saying? Well today I celebrate with the man that The Most High has blessed me with and celebrate his excellence.

I love you so much Karl McNeill Sr. I love you now and forever more.

Wifey

Where Is My Relief?

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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.

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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.ย 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

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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.

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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.

 

RE: MOVIE NIGHTMARE @ Cinemark Christiana Movie Theatre Pt. 2

 


This is a follow-up to the Cinemark Christiana Movie Theatre debacle.

I called the theatre the next morning after being humiliated the night before and spoke to a representative who intern stated that I would be receiving a call from their manager (Stephanie) on Monday. Well that didn’t happen. I called this evening around 4:30 pm and actually spoke to Stephanie herself. After explaining to her how I was treated, she told me “where I was wrong.” She said that I, indeed was sitting in someone else’s seat.? Wrong! I understood the meaning of reserved handicapped seating and I was indeed sitting in a seat that I had reserved. Stephanie also stated that they sat those that was supposed to sit in our seats elsewhere, and that the usher was supposed to tell us this. NOT! LIES BEGAT LIES BEGAT LIES!ย Stephanie then went on to say that I had no right to raise my voice to her. I rebutted with, why Not? You are not listening to what I am trying to explain to you about what actually happened. She then apologized for her staff not alerting me to reassigning the other moviegoers Stephanie promised me a refund, in which I was prepared to give her my confirmation number so that it could be reimbursed to my card. Stephanie said that was not possible and that I had to come back to the movie theater and show her my digital receipt. Again reiterating that it would be hard for me to do so tonight because of my disability, so may I email it to her. Of course she said no. Stating that I must present the ticket in person in order to receive my refund out of their petty cash fund due to the ticket being purchased via Fandango. She said that it would be okay to send a copy of the ticket with my husband. Stephanie stated, “that if she was not there, then she would leave word with the other managers to refund my money. Hubby went there and the staff denied our refund. A manager named Carlos specifically, spoke very negatively to hubby.
I am venting this because I already deal with being handicapped because of Sarcoidosis and what it has done to my life, but to be humiliated when I was in the right for sitting in a seat designated for the handicapped. Especially, when being asked to move for those who were not. #Fighting4ACure #LivingWithChronicPain #LivingWithAnInvisibleIllness #SarcoidosisAwareness #LivingWithChronicPain #TheRightsOfTheHandicap #Fighting4OurRights #MistreatmentOfTheHandicapped

True Emotions

The Might: Dealing With Anxiety and Depression by Stephanie Roberts

 

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.

This explains me to a “T”

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