Here are just the psychiatrist disorders we have discovered. For full affect, scroll quickly with head tilted back and eyes widened to incredibly height. A few gasps here and there would be helpful.
And here, is the list of illness’s just from the letter A.
Do you feel lucky now?
The last person to fully count all the known illness’s was a long time ago, and he estimated well over 22,000 diseases on this earth.
Thats over 10 Massachusetts General Hospital’s (the largest in New England) filled to the brim with patients each beholding their own individual illness.
Not all of them are strictly colds and fevers. Alice in wonderland syndrome, Elephantiasis, Werewolf syndrome, Exploding Head Syndrome, Blaschko’s lines. Google them, if the US congress has been kind enough to let us access wikipedia for a few more days (another post for another time.)
People think the world is out to get them if this happens.
Or if they’re computer happens to flash this
Maybe you’ve got a few hours amidst this
Or it’s a day following the list of first world problems.
It becomes to incredibly easy to slip daintily into the grumpy stupor beliveing that the world is either
a) out to get you
b) has already got you
c) is currently sitting on your head.
I can’t pretend to be Mother Teresa and say pompously I’ve never done it. With two diseases up my sleeve I still become arrogant and ungrateful for something as small as a roll I bought from the bakery that is technically half the size of the last one I bought and hence a complete catastrophe to my wallet. And my mind. And my stomach. Or that last week I couldn’t find my second hand belt so I began an aggressive punch up with the wall and screamed to the grim reaper to claim me now. My life was over. My belt was gone.
The wall won the fight.
And the grim reaper said he was busy.
And what’s not included in these lists of endless strangely worded names of diseases are other things we still brush over because we so often believe we might be ‘too high up’ to be touched by such misfortune. I’m quite certain ‘Poor’ isn’t a classification on diseases, but who’s to say it doesn’t affect someone just as badly, if not worse, than anything written up there? Abuse and family deaths are also quietly not included, but become just as suffocating when they occur.
And sometimes it hits you all in one go.
I was a healthy person, so happy I was on the verge of excess annoyance to my peers. Then I developed one mental illness. Along came another. We lost a lot of money, and then suddenly a family member died.
A part of me wishes it never happens. Don’t we all? We wish our life could represent something like a movie, only minus the dramatically bad worded plot in the middle that always resolves with a kiss and ungodly intimacy I wont be describing here. But there’s another inkling that knows if I hadn’t been exposed to all this, even if I don’t ever make it out the other side, I will be incredibly gratefull for what I once had. At moments all this excess baggage upon my life made me less gratefull; I was so caught up in my own problems the world became a complete fuzzy reception, and I could not longer push myself into it.
I become gratefull that my bones are intact. My hair is on my head. There is food in the kitchen. There is some money in a bank. There is family circling around me. My heart beats 58 times a minute. I can walk. I can talk. I can see. I can hear. I can feel. I can think. I can remember.
I’m yet to find what the definition of ‘live’ is,
But I’m sure one day I’ll do that too.
Right now, I’m gratefull for whatever I have,
Even if I never have it again.
And if I never have it in the first place.
Because I should hope, that somebody else in the world does.
What are you gratefull for?