Image via Wikipedia With Thanksgiving just a few days away, I have had " thankfullness " on my mind. I am so thankful for many things. My husband; my daughter; my friends and my life. No, it is not the life I planned. No, it is not perfect but then whose is?
As my disease (RSD/CRPS) progressed and more diagnosis' was added to the mix ( spinal stenosis , osteoarthritis, osteoporosis) I wondered if there would ever come a day when I could wake up in the morning and be glad to be alive. It took me years to discover that I actually had that ability in me; the ability to accept things as they were; not the way they "should" be. To make peace with myself; let go of the anger of what was "done" to me.
To no longer be afraid of what the future may bring. To stop waiting for "the other shoe" to drop. Holding my breath at the sign of a new symptom, expecting the worst.
My condition no longer defines me. I will not give up and surrender my life to RSD ( Reflex Sympathetic Dystrophy ) or listen to negative people (especially doctors) who tell me I will never get better or that my pain is not real. I don't view myself as being disabled although I am physically limited. I look for positive role models. People that have overcome far greater struggles than me and come out on the other side. Changed but not destroyed.