Well, it has been a while. My last blog post was about bringing myself back into myself. Little did I know what that would look like.
Life likes to throw us some rippers, doesn’t it. I have had two significant shifts. One was my sons health, the second was mine. My sons while serious, was at least up front, easily worked out and fixed. Mine not so much.
So I had to have so much faith in the great mother goddess and our brilliant medical doctors. My son had spontaneous Pneumothorax x 3. After the second collapse they found, “Blebs”, these are like small cists and blisters on the alveoli of the lung. These were popping and collapsing the lung. Chest surgery was successful, but he has a high risk of the second lung doing the same.
Now me, I have suffered with pain on and off then consistently getting bigger and bigger over a long period of time. approx 7 years of almost not being able to walk. I finally got a diagnosis of autoimmune disease, Psoriatic Arthritis, topped off with Fibromyalgia. Yay me. pft.
Anyway, on wards and upwards. While I am still very much struggling to function, I am managing to survive. I have dropped myself back to one job, I am down to one horse, I don’t go out much and I try and keep myself as rested as possible. I haven’t been able to give much brain space to a lot of things, writing being one of them. I pretty much stopped writing and also reading. Today, I felt I had enough spoons to give. If you want to know about the spoon theory look it up on YouTube, it will help you understand people like me and maybe even some family members and what fatigue is like.
Anyway, this part of me has been pushed aside. I am still around, I am still here, I have some future plans that will take about 2 years for me to implement, that will become a better life for me, where I will function and do what I want.
So love and light to all of you!