Hey everyone. Thank you so much for your continued support. I apologize for the delay in posting. I find myself stretched thin across multiple platforms; something I must learn to juggling with my daily life. But enough excuses of such matters, this was not the reason I wanted to post.
So, over the past couple years, I’ve struggled with a bit of a health problem. That problem… well wasn’t quite clear. At first, I was told it was growing pains. Complaining and growling for two years, the doctor was only interested in the issue when my knee was (at least) twice the size of my normal state. It was no surprise to me and the second doctor consulted when Lyme Disease was found from the liquids drained from it. After going through an aggressive form of treatment, the main part of the infection was gone. Unfortunately, Lyme Disease is a chronic condition if not caught early enough. Yet, I was growing accustomed to the pain… or so I thought. It came to my attention that my left knee had a bad stabbing pain every time I took a step. Back to the doctors again with arguments until they found a tear in my meniscus. One removal later and it feels much better to walk… or so I thought. For now, pain was going throughout my body and causing me to fall like I was in my elder years. And so this was for many of years.
But why am I telling you something so depressing? Well, recently through encouragement from those around me and my own annoyance of my situation, I’ve decided to take one more try at it. However, this time we were taking a different direction by not going the traditional way. I was highly skeptical of whether it would work or not as we went through the process. The voices of those past doctors in my head…
“It’s all in your head.”
“We need more tests.”
“You seem healthy as a horse.”
“Are you sure it isn’t your anxiety?”
“Just take a couple of these and you’ll be fine.”
“Have your tried Ibuprofen?”
Very little hope was in my heart or mind that I find any relief… then came just one appointment to change that. Two x-rays showed results proving I wasn’t crazy. My neck and back were screwed up to an absurd degree. This doctor warned me the process would be slow, but there should be a good amount of relief. Still, I wasn’t expecting anything from this first adjustment. A few touches here and rubs there while I laid there with growling and grunting. They were done and a slowly rose back to my feet, and honestly… I felt ten times lighter. I could bounce like a cloud across the skies. The gravity around me which felt like a backpack of bricks upon my back was lifted. Finally… finally I am starting to feel like myself again. My mind is clear, hunger back, my senses no longer dulled, and energy I thought I’d lost. I got so excited today with the relief I ended up pushing my back too far. There’s no illusion this process is just beginning… but I am excited where the results will lead. Who knows? I might be able to kayak and indoor rock climb again.
The strange (sad might be the better word) part of my story… this isn’t uncommon. I know many who suffer with pain just as I do. To them I encourage you to keep fighting. My fight I almost lost due to the weight of it. So many times, I’ve wanted to give up and retire in pity and seclusion. However, I was lucky enough to have someone continue to push me, and in turn, someone I wanted to get better for. This is the first steps I’m taking to finally become the person who I’m meant to become. So, stand on your two feet and continue to move forward. Don’t let others who don’t have your best interests dictate the path you walk. Instead, carve your own path to the goal you see before you and hold hands with those who truly watch your back.
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