June 3, 2016 THIS POST WAS ADAPTED FROM MY PREVIOUS BLOG GOT CELIAC? BY DALLAS MORABBI, THE PEACH Gal
So I have been procrastinating about posting my first blog because I keep thinking, "will this make a difference? Will it help anyone? Would this spark a conversation?" There are so many great blogs that help people with various issues, would I be able to offer the same? What made me decide to finally post this is that, even if it doesn’t reach the masses, if I could help one person understand what life is like with chronic illness, especially at a young age, then I made a difference.
I think the best place to start is to describe the person I was before all of my symptoms. If you told me 5 years ago I would be writing a blog about dealing with these issues, I would have laughed because you couldn’t be serious.
I was a senior, full of life, at the prestigious South Carolina Military College - The Citadel. I was a person that enjoyed any physical challenge. I went bungee jumping, worked out twice a day, went dancing, performed cheerleading, etc. I was all about running, physical fitness, and pushing my body to its limit. Little did I know a few years later, my body would test me to the limit.
The person I am now is completely different than me 5 years ago. This is due to my diagnosed conditions of Celiac disease, Fibromyalgia, and Raynaud’s Syndrome.
Right now just waking up feels like a chore and physically wears me out. Not to mention, the constant fatigue that consumes me. These are just a few of the symptoms I experience daily.
When I think running, an activity I loved dearly, it feels like I could only do it in a dream haha. Even walking with my family in the mall the other day is exhausting.
But I firmly believe that everything happens for a reason. The blessing of having these conditions is that I look at the world completely different. I have a deeper understanding for not judging people by the outside appearance.
I hate to admit this, but it was not long before my diagnoses that I would look down at people who would ask a million questions while ordering food. I also disliked it when people who look healthy from the outside had handicap tags on their vehicles.
(To this day I still feel guilty for having pre-conceived notions)
I just could not wrap my head around the fact that someone who looks physically fine, could have an invisible illnesses. Now I know, understand, and want to advocate for all people and help people, like symptom free me, understand how indivisible diseases affect those with them and their loved ones.
Ok, that wore me out just typing one post!
Any feedback on my 1st post would be appreciated as writing and grammar has never been my strong point. Thank you for reading and if I just reached one person and changed their prospective that would be amazing.