“I wish it need not have happened in my time,” said Frodo. “So do I,” said Gandalf, “and so do all who live to see such times. But that is not for them to decide. All we have to decide is what to do with the time that is given us.” J.R.R. Tolkien, The Fellowship […]Quote of the Day — Coaching Skills International
Having POTS has really changed my life. I haven’t been able to walk without assistance for over a year, due to being extremely dizzy and uncontrollable chronic migraines. I also pass out a lot. My family and I made the executive decision to get a puppy and get him trained to be my service dog! The service dog will be able to assist me in public, and also be trained for when I’m home alone to be able to help me when I pass out; or incase of an emergency.
To be honest, I was nervous to even think about getting a service dog. I was afraid when I take him out in public people would judge me or stare. I realized that if a service dog will give me some independence, and be there to help me when needed- then I don’t care what people will think. I decided I need to do what’s best for me. I am home alone a lot, because I work from home. Due to passing out a lot and being dizzy, my family worry about me a lot when I’m alone and also try not to leave me alone for very long. A service dog will be able to help me in case of an emergency and also will be there when I need stability when I walk. I learned instead of caring what others think, I need to get out and live my life and not base my life on others opinions.
After searching for weeks for the perfect dog for me, I found one- a golden retriever. His name is Chance, and my boyfriend and I fell in love with him instantly!
He is super sweet, and we developed a bond right then and there.
When we first brought him home, we felt like we were bringing home a newborn home from the hospital. We
were all nervous on how it would go, and how he would fit in with our other dog and cat. It actually went better than I ever could have imagined.
Chance and my cat- Joey are now forever friends, and Max leads Chance like a big brother around the house.
He is a very playful puppy, and he loves to cuddle.
We put him in puppy class, so he can associate with other puppies and learn basic commands. He is a super quick learner, but he gets distracted easily. He has graduated puppy class and just started the intermediate class.
Chance is teething and definitely loves to chew up shoes! Fingers crossed that habit breaks soon! He tends be become a little crazy, but we can all use a little crazy in our lives. It has really been fun watching him grow up, and develop a personality. I can’t wait for our bond to become even closer as he grows.
This has been an unforgettable journey so far and I look forward to him being able to help me; so I can become more independent, and can go even just to the grocery store by myself. Chance has been the missing piece in my heart I never knew I was missing. My boyfriend and I have truly become a little family with our puppy and its been heart warming. I look forward to sharing my journey with you all.
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A chronic illness can change your life. It can bring a lot of baggage into your life. In order to survive a long busy day, you may need medication, or an ice bag for your joints. Traveling with a chronic illness can be extremely arduous; because you don’t want to forget anything you may be in dire need of. Here are ideas of what to pack in your bag when you travel with a chronic illness.
- All of your medication.
- A pillow and blanket.
- Drinks in a cooler. *Lots of water.*
- If available/needed compression socks/stockings.
- Ginger ale (in case you get car sick/ nauseous).
- List of medications (in case you don’t memorize the order/times of your medications).
- Phone and charger.
- Essential oils. (I bring my essential oil bracelet with me when I travel.)
- A book/kindle/word search/ magazine.
- If available/needed weighted blanket.
- Ice bag/ heating pad if needed. ( I use ice for my joint pain & both for my migraines.)
- A positive attitude, and a never give up mindset. ♡
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Pain has a way to rope and lasso you in, All you want to do is scream and escape your skin. In this tortuous and arduous situation- life has basically come to a hault, Never believe that this obstacle has ever been your fault. For, you will overcome this horrifying pain, Utilize the strength your…
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An invisible illness is not only difficult to deal with physically but it’s also mentally. An invisible illness is defined as not immediately visible. When you’re hurting and miserable the last thing you want to hear is “well, at least you look great, you don’t look sick”. Here is everything you need to know as…
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Life will always throw trials and tribulations your way. There are times where you just want to give up, and go back to bed. It’s a lot easier to just say I’m done, I can’t do this anymore. It takes a truly strong person to pick themselves up, and continue the fight. It takes a…
Having a chronic illness, is honestly brutal. We are always faced with hard trials, and dealing with intense pain. It’s like constantly living in a nightmare, that you can’t wake up from. It’s extremely hurtful, and a huge letdown for someone to call those with a chronic illness lazy. Unfortunately, it’s common to hear. A…
With having several chronic illnesses, my medication list is extrmely long. It can often become overwhelming looking at my list and trying to organize it. It’s also very easy to forget I took a pill, or take a pill and forget I took it. Here are easy ways to organize your medication. Use a pill…
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Wow! I am speechless!♡ I just want to take this time to thank you. Thank you, for reading. Thank you, for your support. Thank you, for helping me spread awareness, and helping others. Two years ago, I got sick. After countless amounts of tests, doctors, trips to clinics, and hospital stays I still am fighting…
With a life changing illness comes an emotional rollercoaster. Often illnesses are accompanied with depression or anxiety. With emotional health and physical health you will have your good days, your bad days, and your really bad days. It’s always nice to see family and friends but we all hear things that we don’t want to…
Stress is something we all face. It’s unavoidable at times, and causes more weight on top of your shoulders. Prolonged stress is found to be linked to several health conditions such as: anxiety, depression, heart disease, strokes, and etc.. It’s important to keep your stress under control. Here are ways to reduce stress successfully. Keep…
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Originally posted on Journey Into A on November 11, 2017.
My dad always tells me “use your tools”. Without fail, every time I tell him I’m feeling depressed or anxious, he says “use your tools”. From there, I’ve looked at my methods of helping myself as tools in a toolbox.
I’ve got a bunch of these tools and I’m always looking for more because not everything will work every time and not the same mixture of things will work. My body seems to reject everything I use in the spring and summer and needs something else in the fall and winter and that’s not just talking about natural supplements, but toothpaste, shampoos, and more. The more tools I have to combat the ebbs and flows of depression and anxiety along with the differences half of the year makes on my body, the better.
A few months ago, I was asking about a mood boosting probiotic and another customer mentioned Ashwagandha to me. She went on and on about how it’s an ancient remedy that helps elevate mood and a number of other things. I didn’t get it right then and there because, well, I had to research it. I didn’t know or trust this person and it was the first time I’d heard about it.
Ashwagandha is an herb that can help with a multitude of things, but I take it for stress and depression. I bought it about a month and a half ago and have only used it a few times, but it has helped so it’s added into my toolbox. It feels like it resets me or helps me to reset myself, if that makes any sense. It’s as if the stress and depression are smoothed out over to the side and I have an easier time moving around it rather than it weighing me down and suffocating me. On top of that, it doesn’t make me feel drowsy, which is huge! It’s now my go-to when things are too heavy.
I’m grateful for that stranger putting in her two cents. Her words stayed in my mind and led me to try another supplement to help me. So now, I’m telling you all about it!
*Disclaimer: I am not a medical professional and I do not claim to be. Everyone’s body is different and what works for me may not work for you. I am merely speaking about my own experiences with natural supplements. I suggest you do your research and/or talk to your doctor. The site I’ve linked (here and above) is just one of many I have visited, but that one seems to be where you could get the most information.
Why did I go natural? Read the backstory there.
Trigger Warning: This poem is about self harm. Please do not read it if this is a trigger.
Cut this line upon my skin
So I can feel what a pain I’ve been
Burn this flame upon my flesh
So I can control this life a mess
Drill this hole into my thigh
To take away the numb, make me feel alive
Now I lay me down to sleep
I pray the Lord nobody weeps
I came across the video below about artist Shawn Coss who decided to draw one mental health illness each day for the month of October. I contacted Shawn and asked him for permission to post some of his work on my blog and he was kind enough to agree.
Also, check out this excellent article about Shawn on The Mighty here – https://themighty.com/2016/10/shawn-coss-creates-creepy-drawings-of-mental-illnesses-for-inktober/
You can order prints of Shawn’s artwork at the link here – https://any-means-necessary-clothing.myshopify.com/collections/inktober-illness-2016/products/inktober-illnesses-11×17-print
Be sure to support him by liking his Facebook page and checking out his YouTube videos.
Emotions should be treated with kindness and a gentle spirit. When an emotions feels like it is too overwhelming you can console that feeling and care for it. Think of your emotions and feelings as children who need to be taken care of and nurtured. If you abandon your feelings they will only grow more. […]
How do you relate to the people in your life with PTSD?
This post is part of a series of poems dedicated to my girlfriend. She has PTSD and severe anxiety and you will understand her story with each post. Each time I learn something about the mental conditions she lives with, I add a “part” to the series.
History becomes Her story-
She’s a beautiful soul, trapped deep in her keep,
In a place she won’t let most inside.
So I’ve entered slowly and cautiously here,
Not breaking the trust she confides.
Her levels and layers, her pain and her hurt
Run as deep as the red in her blood.
And I sit and I listen, to all that she says,
Which comes from her core that is good.
She tells me of rape, of the breaking of bones,
And a tear glistens down over my cheek.
For I’ve known the warrior, the battle hardened victor,
Not imagining her soft soul so meak.
Sometimes she gets up, in the middle of the night
She says that it’s just too hard.
She’ll leave then apologize because she’s flashed back
I’m not angry, I’m honored ’cause she let down a wall.
We tell each other, “You get me.” “You understand who I am”,
And we hold each other tight.
And I’ll hold her and treasure her, ’til peace arrives,
And helps her sleep through the night.
She’s grown on me, and taught me her life,
My mouth hangs open in awe.
For I’m getting her condition, her PTSD
I’m beginning to understand it all.
Do you have suggestions for supporting people with PTSD? Will you share them with us?
A little brick of hate was laid, down into the dirt.
Along with words of callousness, and spite, and wrath, and hurt.
A wall was built that housed mistrust, by someone I loved dear.
It grew in strength, brick by brick, each year it grew in fear.
All I could do was sit and cry, and beg that it’d come down.
But each day mortar, stone, and hate, solidified it with the ground.
I saw the light begin to fade, as it closed against the sky.
I hung my head in deep despair, in hopelessness I cried.
Then one day a dove appeared, against the blackened grey.
It chipped the joints, and broke the bricks, and toppled them away.
It pecked, and chipped, and split the wall, stone by simple stone.
For love and peace had reached a soul, that never the soul had known.
And now a garden there exists, in place of deep despair.
No brokenness, no sadness, no signs of disrepair.
For what was once a wall they made, was used to shut me out.
Love had now transformed through healing, and brought the rampart down.