I agree with so much of this. I worked in a Pain Medicine department for 7 years. The clinical nurse specialists’ motto was ‘acceptance, acceptance and acceptance’, and I have found this works with my own clinical issues. I have stopped wanting to be the person I was 30 years ago, and enjoy the slightly battered one I am now. Here’s to good health in 2017 Tina!


Lucie Stastkova Art Photo courtesy of Lucie Stastkova

Living with a chronic illness is a challenge at best. If the illness is devastating but not recognized by the medical establishment, convincing ourselves life is worth living becomes an uphill battle.

In the year 2000, I was diagnosed with a chronic illness that presented as a drop-dead flu. I’d been symptomatic since in the 1980s, but early on, flareups were few and far between. Innumerable doctor visits always produced tests with negative results. Over time, symptoms increased in severity and duration until they became immobilizing and constant in 1999.

I knew my doctors thought I was malingering. I felt invalidated yet knew damn well something was wrong. I lived in fear of a dreaded disease not being detected in time to be treated. Simultaneously, I wasn’t sure I wanted to live. By 1999 I was nearly bedridden; in debilitating pain; overwhelmed by fatigue; suffering…

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