One of my well-known catch-phrases is:
"I am ALWAYS okay"
On one hand, it seems like a complete lie. There are days where I have to crawl just to get to the washroom. I have had many more bad days than good over the last eight months... but all of those bad days, all of those hospital visits and sleepless nights, all of those drugged out days lying in front of the tv watching movies I have already seen because leaving my apartment would be physically impossible... it is always good to remember that I am still here. I am still fighting.
So even on days where I don't really seem all that "okay"... I really am always okay. The day that I'm not okay is the day I stop breathing.
Which is not going to happen for a loooooong time, and hopefully from something completely unrelated.
So just remember - as long as you can still breathe - you are okay.
It may be extremely hard, it might be excruciatingly painful, you might be stuck in a hospital writhing in pain hoping it will stop, wanting to sleep but unable to, and sometimes you might wish it will just end - but it WILL be okay. It's always okay - or I wouldn't be here. Everything always works out. There are hours, days, months, or even years of horrible experiences, but everything always works out. Something happens. Something always comes up. It might be something as simple as getting a smile from someone, or a hug. There is always something that will change your life for the better after a terrible time. Things will be okay.
Tomorrow is going to be a difficult day. Treatments, vomiting, needing help to do anything around the apartment, but I'll be okay. And eventually it will all get better and stabilize to the point where my quality of life improves again.
#thelightersideofmedicine
#copingstrategy
"I am ALWAYS okay"
On one hand, it seems like a complete lie. There are days where I have to crawl just to get to the washroom. I have had many more bad days than good over the last eight months... but all of those bad days, all of those hospital visits and sleepless nights, all of those drugged out days lying in front of the tv watching movies I have already seen because leaving my apartment would be physically impossible... it is always good to remember that I am still here. I am still fighting.
So even on days where I don't really seem all that "okay"... I really am always okay. The day that I'm not okay is the day I stop breathing.
Which is not going to happen for a loooooong time, and hopefully from something completely unrelated.
So just remember - as long as you can still breathe - you are okay.
It may be extremely hard, it might be excruciatingly painful, you might be stuck in a hospital writhing in pain hoping it will stop, wanting to sleep but unable to, and sometimes you might wish it will just end - but it WILL be okay. It's always okay - or I wouldn't be here. Everything always works out. There are hours, days, months, or even years of horrible experiences, but everything always works out. Something happens. Something always comes up. It might be something as simple as getting a smile from someone, or a hug. There is always something that will change your life for the better after a terrible time. Things will be okay.
Tomorrow is going to be a difficult day. Treatments, vomiting, needing help to do anything around the apartment, but I'll be okay. And eventually it will all get better and stabilize to the point where my quality of life improves again.
#thelightersideofmedicine
#copingstrategy