Series~ Part 2 of Coming to Terms with IC~



Hope all of my readers are having a good day. I’m sorry it took a few days to get part 2 of our series up. Today we will continue on in that series of the stages of coming to terms with IC. Under the umbrella of denial is the stage of Shock, when your unable to even feel the emotions,  you feel as though you’ve hit a brick wall, running a million miles a hour, and then bang out of nowhere comes this hurricane of  feelings, and you just can’t feel. Its like you’ve been run over and all you’ve ever known has been ripped from under you and out of you. Its too much.
    In a moment’s time, one trip to the Urolgist office and your life changes, almost overnight it feels. Denial and shock go hand in hand. In one you deny it there and the other you can’t fathom that this ordeal is happening..You try to just push it down and go on as if everything is exactly the same. The stages we go through in life when we grieve, there are many painful things in life we encounter, we don’t want to walk through the pain, and shock is the bodies way of protecting it in that initial moment, in the beginning , when we just can’t comprehend any of it.
  We think of our plans, the dreams we have for us, for our children, our families, we know that this will affect them in some capacity. There comes a time when we need to get out from under the protective hideaway of shock, and deal with this diagnosis, otherwise its going to hurt us in the long run. Shock provides us the ability to develop a new way of thinking, reexamining our new reality, its gives us time to bear the weight and process the magnitude of this, we know its not a easy time in your life, hearing the news that you have a disease that’s going to alter your life in many ways.
   Getting professional help, will help you maneuver your way through this season of grieving, of coming to terms,  I know the blow of this kind of reality is scary, but you aren’t alone. For me personally, my IC family has been a rock to me and they have been my voice of reason more times than I can count.
 Though I went misdiagnosed for years, when I finally got my diagnosis of IC in Febuary 2010, it came as a shock to me, almost knocked me over, as if it came out of nowhere. I traveled the stages, and yes I still have tough days, but like all of us im learning to make my way, the best I can, and that’s all we can do, when we try our best, that is the best.I don’t have it all together, but side by side, encouraging each other every step, makes this road a little more bearable, and living in the moment, that’s the beginning of the best way to learn to adjust to this new normal.

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