Image courtesy of Pixabay
When I Lost My Voice.
Ladies and Gentlemen, from time to time I will touch on my story of living with an invisible illness. I told my story on Youtube so many of you know about my illness. It is such a struggle to have to live with pain and suffering day to day. Today I am honestly in a depressed state because I am tired of the preparation, inability to live a normal life, the judgment from healthy people, and the life that I lived prior to being diagnosed with this illness. For those who do not know, I have Congestive Hearth Failure, Diabetes, COPD, and Asthma.
Normally, I try to be upbeat about my illness and pretend that I am normal but normal is what I will never be because of what being ill has stolen away from me. I have lost precious moments, time that I cannot get back. I have to plan my medications for the day, preparing in advance for outings because I am on water pills and that can be a problem because you may not be close to public bathroom facilities.
Being ill will take a toll on you financially because you always have to think before buying anything and even though I plan everything, sometimes I want to be spontaneous. I am going on a family trip very soon and I am terrified because of all the advance planning that I will have to encounter. The meals that I will not be able to enjoy like everyone else, the lines of people waiting to go into the ladies room.
I have lost my freedom to live the life that I wanted for myself, the opportunities that I have dreamed of. Being thankful for another day is my prayer and will never give up my faith but being ill is no walk in the park, it is a sentence that can never be acquitted.