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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

Its summer time Bitches

I hope you all are enjoying the beginning of summer!

 

I plan on answering more emails next week as this week has been a bad week, my body decided to be a pill.  I missed almost an entire week of work and I spent some time in the hospital. It was just one of those weeks when you want to “tap out.”  I was completely miserable. the dizziness, the vomiting and the all over feeling like shit does get old…..

 

BUT…..  today I was able to get back to work! It felt so good to be out of bed and be around my work family.

I do not feel as good as I felt 2 weeks ago but I definitely feel better than the past week.  My blood tests are not good and my inflammation has been high and I know that is why my body hurts so much but dammit, I really can not take anymore weeks like last week. It truly takes all I have to stay optimistic when my body keeps being an ass.

The Doctors try and help  with the pain control but sometimes nothing seems to help.  I  just have to push through it and pray for it to end. It is so frustrating, scary and really getting OLD. I want a break, a break from it all.  My inflammation numbers are very high and have been for awhile now which angers me. It angers me because the Chemo and Biologics I am taking are supposed to be helping with that and it is not. I feel like I am suffering extra due to medication side affects for NO reason. The Doctors are meeting in the next few weeks to discuss what is next for me and I am praying that it is something better than what I am currently going through.  Truth is all the ideas they have already discussed with me are no better than what I am doing now, essentially new drug name with same fucked up side affects.  I really am trying to be optimistic but I feel so burned out. Until they find a cure, I feel I am in a never ending battle that I am never going to win.

 

Nevertheless……..Now more than ever I do want to live, because FINALLY outside of my health things are GOOD. I want to see where this new path is leading.  I have been enjoying hanging with friends. Going to our favorite Bar with the group…

having BBQ’s with the Walkers…

 

But Most importantly I have been enjoying my time with the Best Boyfriend a girl could have.

 

Ryan thank  you for showing me that broken pieces can go back together. Your love and support have been such a blessing to me. What is so great about you is that you never had to say the words, “i love you,” because you have always showed me that you cared. It is so good to have someone just do things without having me to ask. The way you comfort me when my health is kicking my butt has been a nice change. I love that I can count on you to be supportive, I know you have my back. I love you for all the above reasons and so much more…………….

 

To my spoonie family, keep fighting, keep putting one foot in front of the other and NEVER give UP!!! I do not know about all of you but being sick and shown me how STRONG i can be and that I can get through whatever life throws at me!

As always thanks for all the love and support XOXO

 

 

Blanket Of Scars

I have been getting a lot of emails in regards to how I am doing in my health and personal life, so here is an update….

 

PERSONAL LIFE

I have kind of been all over the place emotionally.  Even though I feel blessed for how my current Personal life is, It has been hard to just turn off all the feelings of the past. For some, it is easy to move on but I also know that when you do not deal with your past it ALWAYS comes back to get ya….eventually. So for me, I try to deal with the past a little at a time that way it doesn’t bite me in the ass later.

It has been 3 months now since my life was turned upside down and I still find myself to be a little vulnerable to certain things. It can be simple things that remind me  of something and then sometimes it can be something huge. But no matter what the something is, I always find my way to keep positive and continue on my new journey.

A few of the emails and messages I have received have asked how I feel now emotionally compared to when it first happened. I would like to  take a moment and answer….

This above quote says it all! I think most of you would agree that when you choose to spend your life, your time with someone that even when things go bad, you can both have the decency to be respectful to one another. But throughout this whole mess, I have been BLOWN away at how i have been treated. I guess in the end 19 years did NOT earn me the respect I feel I deserve, instead I was slapped in the face over and over again. I was told it would  all be amicable and that their would not be any hard feelings. I could keep my car that I had been paying on for 4 years, i could get all my belongings…etc But in the end all I got was lies and more lies.

I was hurt physically, I was cheated on but nothing hurt worse than the way he lied to me.  Of all the people in my life, I never once thought that he would be the one to be  behind the trigger.  Betrayal can be so painful.

But with all that said, today I stand tall. I have forgiven him, pushed him off my path and have continued on. I know there will still be a few moments when he crosses my mind but now I am confident on how I will deal with those moments. I have grown so much in these past few months and I love getting back to feeling like ME again. To sum it up, He was a blanket I carried around for 19 years, and due to his behavior and  his issues the blanket(him) became old and ragged.

I do not need a blanket anymore. I GOT this SHIT!

Sometimes you have to go through the rough times to see the beauty that is in your life.

 

HEALTH

For once in my life my health is the WORST thing in my life.

My cell death is really high and I am on the highest dose of chemo/biologic mix. I have several Dr appts this month and I am praying that my specialist has an idea on what to do next,  Because the current regiment is NOT working.  I want to see what tomorrow brings! I want to live! I want to enjoy whatever time I have left.

I hope this answered most of everyone’s questions. I will update when I can.  As always,Thanks for all the support and love!

Big Girl Panties

This picture above explains how I have been feeling since the beginning of 2018. I feel like the New Year just slammed into me with ZERO warning. Last night I felt overwhelmed with everything….

My health just seems to be getting worse and I feel NO ONE is doing shit about it. Dr’s do not want to change the meds, all they want to do is up them.  I see my pain pump Doctor in 2 weeks and I am praying that we can get through to him that this just is not working for me. I am so tired of the pain….it keeps me up at night, it keeps me in bed during the day, it likes to be in the hospital, it loves to torture me and I am SO OVER IT.  My hair is still falling out, the skin on my face is peeling off and i just miss feeling beautiful.

I know that looks are not what makes someone “beautiful,” however we live in a society where being “beautiful” is pushed on women 24/7. We are told to be thinner, have long hair, wear gobs of makeup etc.  I have never been the type of woman who listened to what “others” thought I should look like however I miss looking how I want. I miss being able to go to the gym or go dancing to stay in shape, I miss having what hair style I WANT, I miss being able to wear very little makeup and feeling like  100 bucks. I miss ME. Somewhere along this health journey I lost me, I had to change myself due to the side effects of my disease and or medications.

UPDATE……This post has taken longer than I previously thought due to these shit meds!  Last Wednesday the Dr thought it would be a good idea to add another dose to the chemo and it took me out for 3 days. I spent many hours in the bathroom and in bed, that stuff makes me so sick and when they add to it, they make it worse. This completely sucks!

I am so tired of puking and feeling that dizzy shitty feeling. This higher dose of chemo meds had better do something amazing because the suffering is bullshit! If this is what is to come every gosh dang week, then I quit! 

 

These diseases of mine have been kicking my ass but the meds I swear can be 100% worse.  It really takes everything I have to keep going and if this is really how my weeks are going to be now…..I do not know if I can keep going like this….

 

 

 

 

 

I have also been going through some emotional shit outside my health. Lately a few people I thought I could count on ended up being like most other people who run the other way. I hate that those of us with Chronic/terminal illness have to get used to people coming and going. Outside of all the physical pain of my diseases, I hate this part the most. I hate trusting people, I hate giving people chances only to watch them turn their backs.

 

 

So with all that SAID, I am going to do a few things FOR ME…

  1. I am cutting ALL ties with people who do nothing but drag me down. Chemo/biologic mix will be the ONLY toxic shit in my life.
  2. I am going to search the COUNTRY for better Doctors. I do not know if they exist BUT if they do, I will find them!
  3. I am going to love me FIRST always. I recently realized i support others when I get very little back. I refuse to be put on hold while I wait on others. What I mean by this is when I feel unloved, I will go be around people who love me, when I feel alone and scared of what my future holds, I will  be around people who really do care and have a shoulder I can cry on.  My Time IS valuable!
  4. I will look for happiness within Me, not outside of me. I am going to try(body allowing) to do one thing for ME every week.  I definitely lost myself in this health crap. I need to find a way to keep picking myself up even when all I want to do sometimes is die.

5. Wear MORE lipstick…I AM a girl after all

 

I think for tonight that is all I got. Like I said the last 3 days have been rough, i have kept zero food down, until this morning, the last time I got UP and OUT of the house was today. And unfortunately for me(higher dose #2) chemo/biologic mix is AGAIN tomorrow….So if you pray, say one for me please!! This has been a long 5 years with this diagnosis and although I am grateful to that ONE doctor who FINALLY found out what was wrong with me, my life has been forever changed. Side effects of these diseases will kill me and it  will be before my time. I am OK with that now but it is this slow suffering that I will never be OK with.  It is ME time now…so until next week……XOXO Keep up the fight spoonies 

 

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

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