Beautifully Broken

                                                                        I sit here so exhausted from the business of the holiday festivities. It’s like it all has caught up to me. It was a bittersweet Christmas for my Family and I, as just a month ago we said our last goodbye to my Uncle Mike here on earth but, In Reality is we will see you later when we all are reunited in Heaven, what a glorious day that will be. I apologize to all my readers that it’s been awhile since I wrote in here. It’s just been a whirlwind of events.       I know this year has been a tough one for a lot of you, not just battling the IC bu...

Looking for Answers in all the Wrong Places              I’d like to share with you now the part of my IC story which focuses on the path I took to finally receive a diagnosis.   Believing in my pain, understanding that what I was feeling was a legitimate issue, and preparing what I was to say to the healthcare professionals were the first steps.   Earlier I had received a referral to a urogynecologist at a hospital in Boston with a good reputation.   I was happy that Don could come with me, but I was still scared of what they would tell me.   My fear was that I would leave the hospital with no answers; but Don told me that I couldn’t have that attitude.   So I did my best to walk in with my head held high, knowing that God was going before me.   I can still feel those feelings of anxiety which I had wrestled with two years ago – two very long years ago - as if it were yesterday...

               Its that time of year again,weren't it just here?It comes upon us, without a lot of us even being prepared.Though i believe that the focus of Christs birth should be the whole year through,this is the time of year we celebrate it.I love wintertime, i don't love the cold weather as it affects my IC and fibromyalgia, but i love the feeling in the air at Christmas, the Pretty lights as they adorn the houses, The  pretty ways people decorate the inside of their houses,, and above all spending quality time with your loved ones, and of course finding ways to give to those i love.             Though this time of year is suppose to be a happy time, making cherished memories, for alot of people, Christmas, the month of December is not a happy time, not because they aren't happy about the  beautiful gift  given to the world,Gods precious son,...

      Ive heard it time and time again." you don't look sick" try this , try that."why cant you just get better.I cant tell you how many times Ive heard these words. They echo in my mind, and they make my blood boil.Just because i look happy and put together, doesn't mean that im not sick.Just because my hair is done  and my make up is on, does not mean im not sick.Or what about this one, when people doubt the severity of our sickness and they say you just exaggerate your symptoms.This makes me angry, but more so sad, that people either aren't educated enough or they just don't care and think how their words can tear down someone.Words do hurt.Many understand, but some choose not to and others should know better.       If i were to walk around looking how i feel all the time, then maybe they would believe me, that's why its called a invisible disease, because from looking at us you cant see all that's wrong inside our bodies. Like all of yo...