The Upside to Being ill?

On the final night of the convention, we had a big fiesta for all the attendees.  It took all the energy I had after a third day of workshops (and a trip to Morgan’s Wonderland, the world’s first disability accessible theme park in 110° Texas heat) to put on my dress and walk to the party.  At my table there were two college girls from Philadelphia.  They asked me why I wasn’t eating.  I told these women I just met that I was hungry but didn’t have the energy to stand in line at the buffet.  (I didn’t get into a litany of all my diseases; I figured I’d just leave it at “I’m tired.”)  They generously offered to get me food.  One by one our table emptied as people left for the dance floor.  As I was yawning profusely, I felt bad about not being better company and said, “I’m sorry.  I’m not usually so not charming.”  (Yes, I was so tired that I became inarticulate!)  They responded with, “Well you’re very tired today.”  As I looked at the dance floor, I remembered all the weddings I attended in years past when I was the first one to hit the dance floor–unafraid and uninhibited.  I usually danced all night. Then I realized that I wasn’t tired “today,” but that I’ve been tired for five years.  Five years is a long time not to feel like one’s self.  There are moments when the loneliness of chronic illness is so overwhelming that resilience seems overrated and illness feels underestimated.  And you wonder: Is there any upside to this?

Cysters: Endometriosis and Polycystic Ovarian Syndrome (PCOS)

Outside the ballroom there was another large room (with no music) also filled with other convention attendees.  I was searching for someone I agreed to meet at the party and couldn’t find her.  As I canvassed the expansive area for a second time, there was a group of six women sitting on couches who told me to take a rest.  I thought I’d stay for ten minutes until I got the energy to resume my search but then we got into a deep conversation.  It turns out the young woman sitting next to me that night has endometriosis, which is a sister illness of Polycystic Ovarian Syndrome, one of my illnesses.  This makes us cysters!  She told me about what it’s like to be a single mom with endometriosis.

Cysters!

We compared notes about meds, fatigue, pain, past surgeries, and other procedures.  She chose IV-IG whereas I chose plasmapharesis.  It was like one of those times when you meet a stranger and immediately bond over mutual love for a favorite band or TV show…except of course we were bonded by pain.

When Pain Brings People Together

All these six women worked for a mental health company back in Boston.  Somehow a conversation that started with endometriosis, PCOS, and Myasthenia Gravis went all around the world–making stops at the Stanley Cup, Aaron Hernandez’s arrest, makeup (me answering people’s makeup questions), and Queen.  I mentioned my love of Queen and how I wanted to see them in concert but they were not performing at a disability- friendly venue in my area.  One of the women, in her fifties, reminisced about watching Freddy Mercury and company in concert at Hyde Park in 1975.  Hearing about these women and their different stories–including the Queen fan whose husband is a cancer survivor–I felt an immediate bond.  I knew we wouldn’t have this profound connection if not for my Myasthenia Gravis and PCOS.

We all have moments when the pain and fatigue are so intense that we wonder if there is any purpose to it.   Then once in a while you meet somebody (or a group of somebodies) so wonderful that you feel blessed.   I was reminded of how God can use pain to inexplicably bring people together.

Isaiah 40:30-31

When one of the pretty young women from Boston asked me how I live with so many diseases, I quoted Isaiah 40:30-31:

“Even youths grow tired and weary, and young men stumble and fall; but those who hope in the LORD will renew their strength.  They will soar on wings like eagles; they will run and not grow weary, they will walk and not be faint.”

–Your Stylist, Jessica Gimeno

 

 

 

 

 

JessicaGimeno

Hi, I have five illnesses--bipolar disorder, myasthenia gravis (neuromuscular autoimmune disease), polycystic ovarian syndrome, asthma, and psoriasis. Most of the organs in my body are affected. I'm dedicated to being a stylist for sick women. As someone who has experienced changes in my appearance due to my 12 meds (including Prednisone), I know how hard it can be when your face and body change overnight. (In fact, because of treatment, between 2008 to 2010, I went from a size 0 to a size 10. While I lost the weight, there are permanent changes in my face and body, which I've grown to appreciate.) My blog will also help women deal with other issues like surviving chronic pain and fatigue. Healthy people can also use this blog as a window into what life with illness is like. Let this website be a place where we can draw strength from each other despite our illnesses and find solutions to our everyday challenges!

3 thoughts on “The Upside to Being ill?

  • August 2, 2013 at 8:57 pm
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    Thanks so much for this article Jessica. On many days I don’t feel like there are any benefits to being so unwell (I have Lupus and arthritis in my spine – both autoimmune diseases, as well as bipolar). I’ve been the most physically unwell I’ve ever been in my life for the past year and it seems to mostly just get worse. But there are benefits I think, like meeting people you can connect with who are amazing! For me, the biggest benefit of all has been to develop a deeper understanding of what it is to live this life. We all suffer. We all struggle. At one time or another, and now I have so much more compassion than I ever did before. Plus, I know I am so strong.

    Take care,
    Sara

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    • August 2, 2013 at 9:02 pm
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      Dear Sara,
      Thanks for such a beautiful response. We all need to remember we’re not alone–thankfully we can connect (even if it’s online) and remind each other of that. I do believe that suffering is universal and thankfully, so is empathy and compassion. You are an inspiration! I shall keep you in my prayers, Jessica

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  • October 16, 2013 at 3:57 pm
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    i have a mental illness i was diagnosed when i was 14 but my sysmptens didnt start to show until i was 18 i have to take medications two times a day to keep it under control i had my first child when i was nineteen and my second when i was 24 but because of my illness i couldnt take care of them so my parents adopted them it has been so hard on for many years not being able to rasie them and only getting to see them three times a year.i love them so much and hurts not being able to see them more often.

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