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Never Going Backwards

 

Sorry it has been a month since I have written but my body is being a complete asshole and that is saying it nicely.

I  want to share some of the bullshit I have been going through so you all at least know what is going on.

As if it wasn’t enough going through what my body has been going through, i also get to deal with people saying one thing and doing another. Here is some advice, take it or leave it…… DON’T OPEN YOUR MOUTH UNLESS YOU PLAN ON DOING WHAT YOU SAY!  I am DONE with words that mean absolutely NOTHING.  I have zero TIME to wait on empty promises.

There are only 24 hours in a DAY, use your time wisely. I spent 19 years in a relationship where my cats where more attentive and will be dammed if I ever allow anyone to treat me that way again.  This is for EVERYONE.  I will NEVER go backwards, a valuable lesson I have learned is that their is always someone waiting to spend time with you, so don’t waste it on people who do not deserve you.

Lately I have spent more time in bed than anything and it has been a reminder that my life is short and what time I have out of bed will be spent with people who actually want to be in it. PERIOD

I appreciate all the emails, calls and texts I have received during this rough patch! I am sorry if i haven’t gotten back as quickly as I would have liked but I choose not to spend all my time on electronics. I hope you all understand.

 

Some of you have asked about my last blood tests, I purposely have been avoiding them and this is why…. My last tests confirmed that I have the worst version of my disease, I am 100% seropositve. I do not want to go into details but if you are curious, look it up. It sucks, i have been so afraid to see this word ANYWHERE in my chart. But hey at least I finally know why my health has been deteriorating so quickly. It confirms why my pain is off the charts and why nothing seems to be helping.  So that’s the shitty news…..

 

So as you can imagine my moods have been like this….

 

This past month has been the hardest in a long time, I have prayed to die, prayed for help and prayed people pull their head out of their asses….because LIFE is happening RIGHT now and it hasn’t been a bowl of fucking cherries. I am so frustrated, I feel alone, I feel doctors are fucking idiots, I feel like i am wasting away and see no end in sight. I fucking hate RA, EDS and all the other little fuckers that are killing me!

I hope to write more next week until then keep the prayers, positive vibes coming my way, i need them more now than ever.  XOXO

2017 In Review

If you are reading this….guess what you made it another year too! 

Ya ya, I know I am late posting my final 2017 post..it sucks being sick, sometimes you just do not get shit done……anyways………I hope you are proud of what all you have survived and done this past year……If I had to pick the hardest year to date since diagnosis, last year definitely was it……

My year started off OK. I had just started a higher dose of chemo but my pain patches and oral meds seemed to be working enough for me to be able to do a few things and make it to work. Then March came around and I went in for my 21st surgery(my pain pump) and the whole world as I knew it changed.

This was supposed to be the “best” thing for pain control in regards to a disease that causes 24/7 pain but it has turned into my nightmare. My disease has caused a lot of problems and stopped most of my dreams in their tracks. This pain pump has destroyed everything else. I went from the disease kicking my ass 3-4 days to not being able to move much for weeks on end. It took 7 months for the pain pump Dr to listen to me and remove one of the drugs from the pump that i KNEW was causing me tons of issues. Day one after the surgery everything tasted and smelled like metal and I gained 26 pounds within a few months. I still have the pain pump, see my Dr every 4 weeks for refills, I am back on oral pain meds as well, my spine hurts all the time where the pump is implanted and it is only costing 1300 a month….I hate this thing! PLEASE if you are considering a pain pump, look into it before doing it…..I know it helps some people but NOT everyone!!!!!!!!!!

The whole pain pump nightmare has made me even more miserable than before…if you can imagine that……HOWEVER several other things happened in 2017……

Our Gun range family got bigger, we gained…. Dan, Dimitri, Don, Ashley, Drew, Alisha and Nick

I absolutely love the RGR crew, they may not know but sometimes on my worst days, they truly give me life, they remind me to keep going and not to give up. Thanks guys

I truly believe God brings people onto your path for a reason..some people are meant to stay on it, some are meant to come and go and some stay for awhile and then go on to the next thing. I feel blessed for those few who have stayed on my path and helped me in one way or another.

Thank YOU Jaime for just listening, sometimes that is all I needed….and please .know that your fucking bitmojis always gave me something to smile or laugh about…..I wish you only the best in 2018!

And thank goodness my Marine Ryan is back…woohoo!! We have way to much fun together……….Laughter is good medicine!!

Sabrina, words can NOT express what you mean to me…God definitely brought us on each others path. I know it sucks but just knowing someone is going through the same shit as I am somehow makes it more bearable. God Bless you and your friendship.

Making memories are the only thing in life we take with us….SO make them!!

I spent roughly  32 days this year in the hospital…super thankful to my awesome nurses, Roco and Sabrina. I spend a lot of time with nurses and most have been complete asses so I am BLESSED when i get to  see Roco and Sabrina. Roco even when not my nurse will still come in and make sure I am taken care of…he is a Godsend!  Sabrina will go to bat for me if she thinks the Dr is not doing their job….amazing nurses those two <3

Even though I was busy spending time in the hospital and in bed, i was able to work a few days or more……..and since the meds made my hair fall out… I decided to have a lot of fun with hair colors.

My  health wasn’t the only thing that caused me  great sadness this year… I lost my oldest partner in crime…..Jigs

This really broke my heart because last year we lost his brother Haussen….They were the only ones who loved me unconditionally and never left my side.

These were MY boys..and they will be missed and I pray to see them again someday.

I had a few happy days this year as well. I saw my friend and favorite singer/songwriter Tyrone Wells. Tyrone Wells has been such a blessing in my life…I hope he knows just how special he is and how much his music inspires me to never give up on hope.  Thank you for coming into my life 8 years ago!

Your music inspired my latest tattoo….even though my body is killing me…I try to remember this  life is beautiful…..

FINAL 2017 THOUGHTS…

2017, I hope eventually becomes a distant memory because it absolutely sucked. I went through more trials than I ever thought I could and even though I came through on the other side I am TIRED. I am Tired of fighting with my body.  I pray to God every night to either take me or keep giving the strength to push through because this life although it has its beautiful moments is FUCKING HARD. Nothing I have ever gone through has been as hard as fighting my own body that wants to kill me….not hurt me but kill me.  I have never ever felt so depressed or wanted to die more than I have in 2017. Chronic illness and Chronic pain is so consuming and it demands to be felt in a way I wish on NO ONE.

I pray that 2018 brings people in my life who are not afraid to stick around even if that means watching me screaming, being poked/tortured by awful poison meds and praying to die. I pray people have more compassion towards others, truth is everyone is battling something. I hope that new Doctors come on board with new ideas on how we can fight my mean ass body. I pray God continues to hold my hand on days I no longer want to live. I hope those around me watching start taking nothing for granted….

I do not believe in New Years Resolutions because lets be honest, no one really follows through with what they say, however I am going to hold myself accountable with this quote:

And I am going to remember to do this daily:

So here is to 2018…I pray you all continue to fight, even if it is only for another second. You are not alone WARRIORS….XOXO

XOXO See you all Next year

Reason for the Season

 

 

 

Question for you all…….Why does God heal some and not the rest of us? Does this thought ever cross your mind in some shape or form? Sometimes I get so frustrated when I feel like I am doing everything I can to fight my own body but always come up short. Then I read these amazing stories of people who have stage 4 cancer and then miraculously are “cured.” Now do not get me wrong, I am happy for them, very happy but I wonder what is wrong with me, that I am not cured or at the very least feeling like I am getting somewhere with my disease, like the chemo and biologics are doing their damn job.

When will my forever happy ending happen? When will I begin to enjoy life again, will I ever?

Lately I have felt consumed with questions like this. I am overwhelmed with everything that has to do with my health. I am so tired of it running my entire life. There is NOTHING my health hasn’t touched and I WANT my life back and I want it back NOW.

Just this past week I went with some friends to see the new Star Wars and half way through, my pain was so bad.  I was shaking like those old “magic finger vibration beds.” It was so frustrating! Can I NOT enjoy anything anymore?

 

I am so tired of trying to find my “happy” place when all I feel like is the tide has ripped me from the sand and pulled me under. I am really tired of all the sickness and destruction these autoimmune diseases have and IS causing.

 

I am also tired of being asked if I am ready for the holidays? What does this mean exactly? Is someone coming over for the holidays, that I didn’t know about? Is my chemo/biologic mix going to give me a day off because my next treatment date falls on  Christmas? Is somebody having us over for Christmas dinner? Am i going somewhere? Are you going to put up my tree and decorate for me because I have zero energy? Are the people I miss going to visit? Is a cure coming my way?

If you can’t answer any of the above, PLEASE STOP asking me if I am ready for the Holidays.  Not everyone has HOLIDAY plans….

While I am on the subject of Christmas, I would like to thank Staci and her family for the awesome Christmas card! You make our  door not look so naked this year. Love you guys

While I am bitching about the holidays, I want to shout out to those of you who are not ONLY dealing with their health but are also going through relationship bullshit. Last Monday I took some time to read some other health blogs and unfortunately I read the SAME old shit….People are hurting because some people can be mean. I am so tired of hearing about us “spoonies” having to watch/feel others leave us. Why can’t our health be the WORST thing we are going through? Is having our Own body kill us NOT enough?

I just want all of you that are going through relationship bullshit to hang on and try to not let it destroy you. I have been through it, so I know what it feels like. I know it hurts when someone that says they love you and they will stand by you and then when you need them the most…they walk out the door…like you meant nothing and You are left holding your heart in your hands. 

One particular women on this blog i was reading, wrote about how she doesn’t date anymore because once people see how she can barely walk and is in constant pain, they never ask her out again, so why bother? This comment made me cry because We DID not choose to be sick. Do we not deserve to be loved because of our health?

Spoonies, you are worth loving…NEVER forget that……

HEALTH UPDATE

My pain has been about the same(HORRIBLE)….i have one good day then 2-3 crap days. I am noticing though that the chemo meds are causing me severe pain about 6 hours after injection and the pain lasts for about 10 hours and does not give up. I try to talk to my doctor about it but she doesn’t seem concerned…… She says, “Its poison your putting into your body….what did you think it would feel like……?! ”  And she loves to just UP my chemo meds instead of trying other things….

Then I have my pain specialist who thinks everything he does for me is a damn miracle.  Let me tell you this pain pump was SUPPOSED to be the best thing for me but has been my biggest nightmare this year. It was supposed to work so well that I would not have to see him but every 3 months to refill the pump and I would no longer need any pain patches and or oral meds….HAHA what a joke, I now need monthly refills on my pain pump and he has me back on oral meds along with the pain pump…..

I just do not get it! I put a lot of  my faith into these doctors who promise the world and half the time fail me over and over again.  I am so tired of people failing me. I just wish people/Doctors would not just HEAR me but Listen to me.

I am still internally bleeding which is soooo MUCH fun as you can imagine. The skin on my face and hands is peeling and inflamed, making me feel so damn self conscious. I know my disease affects all organs and skin is an organ but I just wanted ONE DAMN ORGAN to not be affected….

I know I sound all negative Nancy right  now but it better that I write it down than keep it in my head. I hate when I talk to other “spoonies” and they tell me that they are afraid to share how they really feel in fear that people will see them differently.  This is what I have to say about that…

Are they the ones feeling your OWN body killing you? Do they feel your pain 24/7? Are they the ones spending more time with doctors than friends? Did their lives CHANGE completely?

Something else I can’t personally stand is when other people who have my  disease or a similar one, and they blog like I do but mask what they are really going through….I KNOW what this shit feels like, I know what the meds do to us, I know how it affects us physically and mentally….so please don’t be fake. Show your true self, others will appreciate you for it! Sure we can have “good” days if that is what you want to call them…but I can guarantee that our “good” days are NOTHING like the Good days we had before we were sick……

The truth will set you free and will clear your mind of some of the stress that can be toxic and affect your health even more.

FINAL THOUGHTS

For me I have to remember the reason for the season and it isn’t all the cruel people in the world who ignore us or treat us like we are beneath them because we are sick. It isn’t about shit families. It isn’t about feeling left out. It isn’t about the cards, you didn’t send. It isn’t about the sorry, you didn’t say.  It isn’t about what I wanted this year and didn’t get. It isn’t about all the things I was promised to finish this year. It isn’t about dreams that were crushed because of the people we chose in our lives. It isn’t about feeling so alone battling this disease. It isn’t about my anger when others seem to get what they want but my life stays the same. It isn’t about what some get in 6 months and I never get.  It isn’t about my frustration. It isn’t about this damn pain pump I HATE. It isn’t about all the disappointments.  It isn’t about people I miss who chose to keep me at an arms length. It isn’t about people who have taken parts of me, i will never get back. It isn’t about all the Dr appts i had this year. It isn’t about all the hospital stays i had this year. It isn’t about lost friends or new ones. It isn’t about all this horrible pain i feel everyday.  It isn’t about all I have lost to this damn disease. It isn’t about all the poisons i do every damn week. It isn’t about the sadness I feel in my heart. It isn’t about how I am so tired of fighting my own body. It isn’t about me knowing I am fighting a losing battle with my health. What it is about is…..Jesus. I could care less if you are religious or not…….To me…..The season is still about him….not US. I am a child of GOD…and tonight I am reminded to straighten my damn crown…..because when I am falling apart the most(which is NOW)…..he will always have me in his hands…He will also be holding you…………OXOX

 

 

 

 

 

 

September Madness

 

I know 3 weeks ago, I promised to go more in depth in regards to chronic illness and relationships, however my health has unfortunately taken a turn for the worse. These past 2 weeks I have been in the hospital, so my post on relationships has been pushed back but I promise to get it done by the end of the month.

Due to the overwhelming messages I decided to write a little post about what is going on with me.  My cell death and inflammation around my organs is at an all time high right now. It appears that the chemo and biologics are doing absolutely nothing except making me miserable. Which in turn makes my pain go from a 6 to 1 million. No SHIT. The pain is so unbearable that I find myself praying God just takes me. With that said I have been in the hospital a LOT.

Thanks Brian for being my Javier to my Letty 🙂 Nothing is ever perfect but it always seems to work itself out……

I would like to shout out to Alisha who has become a really valuable player in my health crap. I am so grateful to her for taking time to help me. Although I think next time Alisha, You will be required to pick me up on the scooter…I mean it just makes more sense than riding in your truck….HA! * I promise not to  pee*

I also would like to thank the BEST NURSE ever, Rocco. Rocco is an amazing example of what a nurse should be like. I spend at least 70% of my life in hospitals and he is the only one that I have ever met who has so much compassion for his patients. He always goes over and beyond.

He will rub my hair until I feel safe, he will do whatever it takes to make  me comfortable. I am NOT a number, to him I am a person. When you are sick like I am, being a person to those taking care of you, is one of the most important things. So many treat us like numbers or like paychecks.  God definitely put him on my path for a reason. I really love this man, he has been taking care of me for over 8 years. I pray all of you battling your illness/disease have at least one person like Rocco on your team, it does make all the difference. If I ever win a million dollars, I would send him and his family on a dream vacation. 😉 No one is more deserving.

I also wanted to touch a little on the dark side of dealing with your body killing you. I know last month I touched a little bit on the Suicide subject because it unfortunately is a huge part of the chronic/terminal community but these past weeks have been the worst for myself. I think it is important that we be able to express how we feel and not have any repercussions. Like I said last month, your thoughts are normal, this life IS hard. The pain, the Dr’s, the hospitals, the lack of support, frustration etc it is REAL. I hope that all of you going through it, keep pushing through it. I have my days when I am just DONE, but I pray that God brings me/all of us through it. Lately life has been really hard on me because I feel that everything is now beginning to slip through my fingers. Everything that the disease to this point has not affected is now affected.  I feel so empty and so vulnerable. I often wonder what the point of my life is?! Some days I can answer this question and some days I just feel so clueless.

Last week I had an appt with one of my specialists who I know hears me but really does NOT listen. It took all I had but I told him that I AM DONE, I will NOT live like this anymore, so he needs to help me figure this out. I am still unsure if he was  completely listening or not but I see him again this Wednesday to change some of my meds that go directly into my spine via my pump. Only time will tell if this will help, if it does not then this….. was for NOTHING.

I told my Dr……

I also see my disease specialist this Thursday because this chemo/biologic mix IS NOT working and we need to look at more aggressive(like the shit i already take isn’t ) treatment options.My disease at this point is winning. My cells are taking over and attacking all my organs, If it continues at this rate, I will not survive much longer. I try not to think this way but it I see my body deteriorating. The internal bleeding is insane, I would show you pics but do not want to freak you all out. The weakness that has always been apart of my disease is extremely overwhelming now, I barely make it up to go to the bathroom anymore. I am lucky if I make it work 1 day now. As I said above, I see all these changes coming on…..as much as i want to keep fighting….I am tired. I still believe this is ME….

but my body quickly reminds me..

I am no longer afraid to die, I believe wholeheartedly that I have fought as much as I possibly could. So if my time is coming, I am ready, I am tired, this life has been full of battles, battles I am proud to say I fight standing up. I am living proof that you can keep going no matter what. In 2001 my specialist said I had 7 years to live, here it is 2017. I have already beat the odds and I will continue to fight until the very end.

I still have a few things to finish, I have this book deal that I want to finish and I just became part of another project that I am super excited about. Not to mention I love being at work…..I mean who wouldn’t want to work around this shit?! And I  really miss training……#america #pewpewpew

So until God takes me I am going to continue to fight and try to enjoy what good things life does bring my way…..I pray you all do the same….XOXO

Don’t Expect To See A Change, If You Don’t Make One!

Hi!! I know this post has been one of the most anticipated by many of you..HOWEVER I want to cover a few things before I tell you all the BIG news…….

Health wise my body has been in SO MUCH pain!!!!!!! 24/7 pain when you have a gosh dang-it pain pump is BULLSHIT! AARRG This whole situation has been a complete mess and I feel so out of control. I am not sleeping, I am eating during odd hours and I am just over IT.

So last week I took all these blood tests and we should have all the results in the next 48 hours but one came back the same day. This particular test showed my cell death has doubled in the last month. So as much as I want control over my health, at the very moment I need the chemo and biologic meds BUT I am not giving up on looking for alternative stuff. I am DONE watching my hair fall to the floor, I am DONE bleeding from what seems like everywhere. I am DONE with how these chemical meds make me feel.  My asshole disease DOES enough to me! My specialist says the chemo and biologic mix slows the disease progress so if I continue not to do treatment, the disease will be very progressive…..Like i said before one test is already back and the other 14 will be back within the next 48 hours. With the first test already bad, I am so afraid of what the other ones will show. I feel so selfish for stopping the meds BUT I needed the break…….It has been 5 FUCKING years of that shit. What if this is the very reason my pain has tripled? Did I do this to myself? Is my body punishing me? Please keep me in your prayers this is going to be a rough next few days. And even though i restarted the poison meds a few days ago, I might have already done some serious damage that may require some other fucked up meds…….But on a positive note, I am looked cute on test day..

. And with me, when one vein says enough is enough….they hit the other side……Share and share alike 😉

If you follow me, you know this year has been pretty rough on me, It seems like every time I turn around something else is in my way.

Truth is, I never thought my world  would turn from this  to this 

Yes I am smiling in both pictures BUT ONE has no idea of what is about to happen, ONE does not know that in a matter of weeks, she will be giving up on her Bachelors in Criminal Justice, giving up an amazing career, watch people shut the front door  and never come back, ONE will pass on some amazing opportunities,and live a life full of poison meds, disabilities and severe pain. One will be forced to trade in her energy and friends for severe fatigue and Dr’s. The other ONE is smiling because even though my hair is falling out due to meds, my organs are struggling due to disease, I AM STILL A FIGHTER.  Yes most days I want to JUMP off a cliff, BUT I have learned to live for the Good days, the days I can get out of bed, feel the disease and pain rip through my body and still Smile. 

With ALL that said I am so grateful for those of you who let me be silly, who push me past the negative……..

Some of you live far away now But keep in close touch and I love you all for that! I miss and love you guys so much! The rest of you fools get to deal with me a few times a week….SUCKERS

P.S. if you don’t see yourself above stop being so SENSITIVE………….. HA!

Sabrina girl we have to get together eventually, can you imagine the selfies? HA HA……thank you so much girl for coming into my life. I love that we share so much even the bad parts..the health stuff…..shit If we were healthy we wouldn’t even know about each other….. #shieldmaidens

Later this week, I will be sharing with you all a taste of Sabrina’s health journey..so be sure to read it under the Tab titled  Stories that inspire you…….

Take time to be silly…in the end NOTHING we own is going with us SO MAKE MEMORIES……

 

Outside of the pain, I have been to the Dr 3 times in the last week…….I think they call that dating?!

This one is for you folks who say…….”Hang in there Kari.”

Unless YOU have or ARE going through what us “spoonies” go through….please think before you speak. I know it is hard to find things to say to those of us who are struggling everyday but I personally would rather hear nothing then, “you look good today, you must feel ok,” “the pain should be better tomorrow,” ” tomorrow is a new day,” “you can do it,” and all of course my all time favorite…..”you look so good, how can you be so sick.”       I had no idea you could SEE INSIDE ME……… I am Impressed!!

 

BUT IF YOU REALLY COULD SEE INSIDE, THIS IS WHAT YOU WOULD SEE….

I know many of you mean well but this is ONE thing we all struggle with. Truth is many of us will NEVER be healthy again, this is our NEW NORMAL and it sucks, if you could just imagine having the FLU forever along with some Broken bones….then MAYBE just MAYBE you can imagine what our life is like.

Since my last post, I have received many emails in regards to being left, or being treated like crap by those who say they love you. If you remember nothing else…remember this…

Everybody has bad days, even those who do not share our health issues, so allow for those days but if it goes beyond that and into ABUSE….

I think one of the hardest things i am STILL learning is this…

Even when I am weak and in more pain than i want to explain, I still push myself to make others happy when they could careless what I do or don’t do. It is who I AM. I am the type of person who gives 100% in ANY relationship even on my worst days. This is one of the things that I will be changing, because I am wasting so much energy on people who don’t give a shit.  Sometimes through all the health stuff, I forget my worth. I  get lost in all the pain and suffering. I forget I am a person, a GOOD person. None of us are perfect BUT this doesn’t mean we HAVE to put up with shit. Our health is ENOUGH.  My goal is to make SURE my health is the only NEGATIVE thing in MY LIFE. *Side note*** for those of you going through a rough breakup/friendship..whatever, I am here to listen. You are NOT alone! TAKE care OF YOU!!!!

 

 

 

ALRIGHT ALRIGHT…….You have all been patient enough..

 

Where I am now, I am NOT growing as a person. My Doctors can no longer do anything BUT keep me comfortable. Everyday I do the same thing over and over again. This is NOT how I want to live. So We are moving. We are leaving Nevada. I need to see better/different Doctors. We are currently looking for different treatments, I really don’t have time to waste. No else advocates for me BUT ME. I do not need to get into detail but every aspect of my life is at a STANDSTILL. Everywhere I look, I am the sick girl, I will never get the opportunities that others are given. I will never be given the opportunity to advance because of my “disabilities.” Every time I get involved in something outside of my health, I hit road bump after road bump. I am DONE. I am with DONE with some people here in Reno, I am done with Doctors who just want to cut and fill my body with pills. I will no longer settle. I want to go where no one knows me. I want to be appreciated. I want to spread my wings before they are fully clipped. There is nothing in Nevada for us. You would think living here for half my life I would have some ties but I found out very quickly when I got sick, just how fake people can be and just how bad the Doctor/hospital care is.  Sure I will miss some of you who I have a special bond with but life goes on……It takes 2 keep a friendship……i will see just how many of you keep in touch….and YES i know phones work both ways….I know how to use mine, Do you?

I will keep you all posted on the move date, please do not ask where we are going, it is not important right now, we are not moving anywhere to be close to any one thing or anyone..We are doing this for US…….That is all I have to say on the subject. 

 

The other news is…a few months back 2 publishers approached me with book offers(apparently some people like what I have to say…… ha!)The choice of who to go with was easy!  I have decided to go with a publishing company that stands for FAMILY, supports our country and understands some of my struggles. I do not want to say much at the moment except that I am excited to do this and proud to be a part of this amazing journey.  This book will be time consuming, therapeutic(i am sure), But so worth it. And of course some of you can have a signed copy….. LOL

When i first began writing, i did it to get my health demons out, I had no idea how much my life, my words, my struggles would end up helping so many others like myself. I have to admit most days the future seems bleak, i can barely see the light at the end of the tunnel and I am scared and unsure where my health journey is taking me BUT it is silver linings like this that give me HOPE…and sometimes that is all we need to get us through each second of the day…..

Thank you for your continued support….Much love to all of you <3

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Roses

If you truly know me, you know i do not like Roses. I think they are ugly  expensive flowers that die in a blink of an eye. But today I find Roses as a perfect title to explain how i feel in this moment.

I despise almost everything at this very moment. I feel ugly and i am filled with so much despair.  I feel like a bubble has swolled me whole and i can’t find the needle to pop it so i can breathe. I so desperately want out! 

The bubble represents everyone/everything in my life. I live mostly the way others want me to live.  The Dr’s tell me what to eat, what meds to take , what i can and cant do. In other areas of my life people set goals for me then do everything in their power to make sure i fail. They stand in my way or give my goals to others, others who are NOT sick. In personal relationships this includes friends and family…i do what makes them happy as much as I can even if it makes life harder for me.  I feel like what I want rarely  matters. I feel like I am not worth anyone taking risks with me, like they “settle” because they know eventually i will be dead. 

I Am not writing all this to get sympathy, or make anyone feel sorry for me, i am writing this to get it OUT of my body & out of my mind.  I have enough poison in it. If you know me or follow my posts, you know i try my best to be positive but everyone has a breaking point. I am having one of those now. I have hit a wall. With all this new medical bullshit going on with me and no real answers i AM fucking scared and frustrated. And I am truly alone in it. I am the ONE going through it. 


This Daudet quote is DEAD on! I could not say it any better! 

I know many of you mean well by saying things like, this to shall pass, it will get better, i am thinking about you etc But the truth  is you are just saying these things because you have no idea what to say so you choose these words in hopes it will comfort me in some way. (I also know there is a time and place for these sayings such as you have or are in a similiar situation and you are sincere in saying what you say, then by all means say it)No offense to anyone but i would rather hear… i will be here if you need me AND then REALLY be there!!!   Because if i had as much help as people offer me I wouldn’t feel so emotionally alone. I know everyone has a life to live but I am here to tell you to think before you speak. If you really want to help great  if not zip it. 


For those of you who are on the “fence” with me meaning you like me in your life but don’t see a future with me…this can be personal or professional….figure your shit out before i make the decision for YOU! I am done with what you say then do the opposite! My time IS fucking valuable….as is yours! 


Being around me or with me for pitty or you feel sorry for me is bullshit & I deserve much  more. Do not think for one minute that there are no other people in the world that would take my sick ass on. Outside of my health i have a lot to offer. I am a good person and i love my friends and family with everything i have… i give 100 if you give 100. Try asking what I want in life and LISTEN. I want everyone to be happy. It is called compromise, try it sometime. 

For  the people sending me messages about how beautiful i am and how my health will get better… FUCK you.. are you serious? What the fuck  does my looks have anything to do with someone finding a cure for my disease? If i understand you correctly… i should be healthy because of my looks? (Yes i am a total babe puking and shitting my guts out..picture below is for you, this is sick me, i am not just the renogunsgirl you like to drool over) Like only ugly people should get sick??? Sounds like you got your diploma out of a cracker jack box….



To sum this week up… i am extremely frustrated with the way everyone is dealing with my health… i would love it if Dr’s took compassion classes and really took time to help instead of just passing me on to the next Dr who will also treat me like a number. (Side note, pleas do not try and school me on how Dr’s really do care and how i dont see their side blah blah blah.. i have been doing this shit for a long time, i dont judge blindly and when i do come across an amazing Dr i give them credit) I want friends/family/professional to be more compassionate. Really mean what you say or just be quiet. Like i said get off the fence. Tell it like it is I can take it. I would rather be hurt with the truth than be continuously drug through the coals. Do not for one second think I don’t know what you say or do just because I am not always around. I have eyes and ears everywhere. People talk, it is what we do. 

I know i can talk and write till i am BLUE in the face and some people will still  never understand but i hope and pray that we can all come to some understanding. Please take what i say  to heart, it is not meant to be rude it is just the truth as I SEE it. Battling several non curable diseases and listening to the Dr’s explain how one is progressing and attacking my organs is so tough for me to hear. And to add to that now i am being poisoned by either one of my poison meds or something else my body is destroying. I just want to crawl out of my own body and run far away where my body will never find me. I ask God all the time why i am still here. I sometimes can’t see past my health, the pain and frustration of wasting days in the bathroom or in bed really affects the way i think. I want to live but my body wants to die. So every minute it is a struggle. And no matter what my struggles are,  life still goes on, i have to work when i can to pay my bills, i have to take care of my fur kids etc. Life doesn’t stop because I am sick. I get zero breaks. Don’t be upset with me or do waste time being mad at how i feel.. it is your life but truth is…I pray God eventually hands me the needle…..this isn’t beautiful anymore….

Trying to wrap my mind around what’s REAL..

A Quick Update About Last Weeks Events

The beginning of the week I felt OK, i worked on Monday, walked a mile on Tuesday, did some grocery shopping and even made it to the HOG meeting.

My belly was hurting some and my pump had been being an ass but I thought i was really improving.

I will not say I was feeling great but I was able to do some of the things that i normally did before last months surgery.  I really felt I was finally making some progress….I should have known that it wouldn’t last long………..

Here is how my Thursday went….

I got up around 9 am, had a cup of cocoa coffee, got dressed and then headed to see the Infection Specialist. Within 10 min of talking to her, she said, you are going to be admitted today. She continued to say that due to my autoimmune disease, this pump would never fully heal. It would stay infected and eventually turn into sepsis. In that moment i felt so helpless and overwhelmed.  I asked her if I could please go home and get a hospital bag packed and make arrangements and she agreed. I left her office in tears because out of 21 gosh dang surgeries this one was the worst!!! All i could think about was i being told I had to do it AGAIN. How could I?! I am still healing from this surgery, so how can you rip me open and take it out? I could not even make it home, so i stopped half way home which was at work. Thank goodness Kim was there! She got me to calm down enough to get back into the car and drive home.

I packed a bag and waited for Brian to get his post covered so he could take me  to get admitted.  While waiting I called my main Dr who disagreed with the Infection Specialist. He said he believed it would heal eventually but told me to go ahead and go to the hospital where they could run some extra tests. Brian and I checked into my room at the Hospital around 3 pm. Once I got settled the Dr on call stopped by with a “game” plan. He had talked to both my specialists and said they were on separate sides of the issue but that he had convinced them to run some tests and then decide my fate. All i kept thinking was WHAT??!! what about what I want??????!!! Next thing I knew they were in the room poking me a million times, they took so much blood i became dizzy.

Then came the fun IV pokes…OH HOW I hate that i have shitty veins!!! I can not wait to get a port. Thank  goodness after 7 pokes they brought in a vein finder…

 This was able to show deep veins.

I wish they had started with this!

My Dr also showed up around 9pm which was nice because at this point I needed to see a familiar face. 11 pm rolled around at apparently this is a great time to do a CT scan. We then stayed up watching movies on my laptop. If you are like me and hate staying in the hospital, take a laptop and some movies or use a website like Netflix. Doing this keeps my mind busy and I seem to worry less about what is going on around me.

Friday morning I awoke to my CNA taking my damn blood pressure and the phlebotomist taking my blood. OH how i hate this shit! Let my ass sleep!!

About an hour later my Infection specialist popped her head in to tell me the news and the plan agreed to by her and my other Dr. Since the CT scan showed NO deep infection only top skin infection that they would give me MORE antibiotics and watch me for a week or so.  IF the top infection began to go deeper, the pump would have to be removed immediately. Ok great so now we have a plan?! at least for this upcoming week…?!  She said yes however she thought she would warn me about having any kind of an infection could turn to sepsis in a blink of an eye due to my serious autoimmune disease, so in her opinion it should just be removed.  UGGG Yes i get it Doctor, you want it OUT of me! And he wants to salvage it!  Got it!

With that I got up packed my shit and left the hospital.

NOW with all this said, these are MY THOUGHTS on the subject…..

Several people think i should be removing this pump. Some of you think i should stop working the few days I do and spend 7 days on bed rest instead of the 4 I already do.  Some of you want me to stop doing chemo. Some of you think i should do more chemo. Some of YOU have LOST your FUCKING minds!

This is MY body, MY life and some people have forgotten that! Until you have walked in my shoes, do NOT tell me how to BE sick. Trust me if there  was a damn manual on how to die, i would have read it a time or two. Do you think that I like doing chemo meds, biologic, pain meds every week? Do you think i chose to walk with a cane more than not? Do you think I like not being able to eat the foods i want? Do you think i like thinking about death almost every day? Did i choose to have 21 surgeries and counting?! Do you not think I am so overwhelmed by all of this?

I would never tell you how to feel about watching me be in pain, suffer and eventually die. I know no one is purposely trying to do harm but it really does. It makes me feel awful and it angers me. My time, all our time is limited, so why waste it on hurting someone even if it is accidentally. The only solution I have to this problem , is just talk to me about how you feel. I will try to listen to all you have to say but please understand I do not want to hear about the latest greatest “cure” for this and that and I don’t want to hear about how i should spend what little time I have doing this or that……. so try to keep these 2 things to a minimum.

Trust me when I say that I try with everything I have to be positive. Which is very hard as you can imagine.

 

If you want to know more about my health and how far I have come, READ here: All About ME   This is where you can read a “readers digest” version. I am currently writing a more in depth version that will be available later this summer.

Having more BAD luck than good does not keep me down, it just reminds that the Best is yet to come!

  #TRUTH

Besides I did have a few good things happen this week:

I got my compact back from Zephyr Defense. My friend Dan does amazing work!! I love the Punisher looks fantastic on it! Now both my Gun Kidz look great thanks to Dan!

 

I also was able to make it to work TODAY which was so good for me! My coworkers have a way of making life a little more worth living!

I am sure this week will have its complications but I will hit them dead on like I do every damn week! Just remember to NOT judge others!

 

I always try to follow this plan…..

And when that stops working, I always have a place to go….

 

For I know that my body is getting tired….

 

But never fear I will not just GIVE up, I will continue to crawl, scream, fight and push myself until I hear, “come to me.”

Have a good week and i will keep you all informed, no matter what the Dr’s decide…..Thanks for all of you who continuously supports me in all I do and don’t. Love you all times infiniti xoxo

 

 

Fear and the new “normal”

IMG_1190When Fear cripples you, it tears apart your hope. Hope that you will be ok no matter what the day brings your way. Hope that someday you may feel like a real person again. Hope that life will go on. Hope that someone will listen to you and tell you that everything will be OK. Hope that tomorrow will come and go. Hope that you will not be alone through the darkness.

This last month I have been waiting for the Specialty pharmacy to drop off my meds. The meds that may or may not help fight the war inside my body. Then yesterday I saw the truck pull up at the house. I thought to myself if I don’t answer the door then the med will never make it into the house. If somehow the man carrying the over sized cooling box will trip and the needles with the meds in it will fall out, break and soak into the concrete.

Its funny looking back on it how ridiculous my mind was thinking but truth is I am petrified. This drug is another one of those…take it and SEE what it does…Oh by the way you have a HUGE chance of getting lymphoma and other cancers, your immune will NOT exist because you have to also do your chemo meds on top of this drug, its best to wear masks and gloves to keep the germs away. A simple sneeze from your friend may cause you pneumonia. Oh and my favorite….Sepsis does occasionally happen with your disease and this drug…so you could DIE within 24 hours after first injection…. I COULD GO ON AND ON….   And then I jump on the internet and read a thousand cases of all the above LITERALLY!!!  I honestly would not be as scared if I did not fall into these categories regularly. For example:  When my liver was dying two(2) Dr’s told me that I had 1 in a trillion chances of the shunt they placed in my liver to get infected, cause serious issues and then need to be removed.  Guess who had their shunt removed less than a week later??? Yep you guessed it ME!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Or another favorite…you have some cysts on your ovaries, we will go in and remove them and you will feel better. Before surgery please sign this form stating that the hospital and Dr are not liable if something goes awry and we need to do emergency surgery. I remember asking the Dr what the chances were of something going wrong and she said it is extremely RARE, in fact she had never seen it in her years of practice.  Guess who had a FULL HYSTERECTOMY at the age of 23???? Yep you guessed it again ME!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!  And to top it off I am allergic to a million meds which A. am I allergic to this one and B. make it hard for Dr’s to save my butt once something does go wrong.  I am barely getting used to this chemo drug that makes my life interesting for lack of a better word.  Its funny how after a while you start getting used to being sick, vomiting, feeling fevers, feeling cold, shaking, being miserable, tired, and in more pain that I could ever imagine being in. ugg

So do you all see now why I just want to RUN??!! Run and never look back.  I feel like I should just say my goodbyes because chances are I am screwed if I inject this drug.  And yes for all you OPTOMISTIC people out there….i have thought about the other side of this…like maybe for once I will be on the other side of things like maybe this drug will join forces with the chemo meds and fight in the war inside my body. I have tried to be more positive about this but as you can see I have a lot of history with bad health stuff.  Either way I have to make a decision soon. So for now I will keep doing my weekly chemo meds, I will enjoy a Halloween party and then as long as we have all the ducks in a row…NOV 2 will be the day I take new mix.  I just need to get some things in order and some other people on board.

Who would have known how exciting my life would be?! You know awhile back an old friend of mine bought me a book titled, “He walks with me” and to be honest with you all, I think it has been one of the reasons I have made it as far as I have. And then I think to myself if its my time to die in a few weeks, then its time. And on the other side of it, if it makes me sick, then God will walk me through that too. Either way I am covered right?!  Kind of reminds me of a friend who once told me not to worry so much because where we were going, there will be no more pain and things were going to be good!  She died a few months later of cancer. I was so angry because she left me, I felt stronger with her sick butt beside me.  I pray a lot and I still have days where I feel so lost, not about where I am going but how it is happening. This shit is painful, throwing up and internal bleeding is NOT FUN. Constant leg and back pain hurts like hell. Not being able to sleep is terrible and all these gosh dang meds that we are forced to try/take have many bad side effects are insane!! This is not a fun way die. And its lonely. No one really knows how to deal or be like around you, you’re misunderstood and medicine is not perfect.  And Dreams get crushed. I have watched almost everything I have worked so hard for disappear. Once my dad told me, no one will really love you as sick as you are. Now I find myself living the way they want to live, I live others’ lives; my dreams/wants are no longer a priority.  Its strange how quickly you just kind of settle into a role that someone else wrote for you. You’re now sick, you can’t work much, you must live here, eat this, take this medicine, do this therapy, ask for others to help with money, oh and if you want something, forget about it because it’s not something they want. I am an A personality so being under so much of others control drives me crazy. My brain wants to finish my Bachelors in Criminal Justice, buy a small house; you know those trailer ones….love those! I want a jet ski again. I want to hike and run till I can’t breathe. I want to travel and see the world. I want my own Harley again. I want my long hair again. I want to sleep all night long. I want zero meds in my body. I want a love that never ends, I want a HEALTHY body. I WANT MY LIFE BACK!!!! But my body wants NOTHING to do with those things and I lack people in my life to help me accomplish some of those things.

This is my new normal now. And don’t get me wrong, I am getting used to this new “normal” but I still feel so empty. I had plans before all this went down. Nothing was perfect but It was close.  Recently I received a letter where someone said, “ you have the biggest stamp on my heart.” This statement among others really touched my heart because through all this sickness I have forgot who I am. This person knows exactly who I am and no matter what time I have wants me to never forget it. I want to take a moment here and tell all you *spoonies NEVER push people away who love you unconditionally no matter how scared you are. Pushing away the ones who belong at your side only makes you lonely in times of need. Keep the ones you love close. 😉

Even though this is now my new scary frightening normal it does not mean that I need to forget who I AM. Even if I have lost a lot along the way.

The joy of the Lord is your strength-Nehemiah 8:10