Lucky to be Annoyed

I’m in the middle of a 24 hour urine test today for my Osteoporosis. It will help give a progress report to my Mineral Metabolism specialist about how much calcium I am losing and what course of treatment we should pursue.  I’m hoping for a “just keep doing what we’re doing” response since all of the Osteoporosis drugs have some pretty serious side effects, especially for someone as young as me.  (Thank you Prednisone for giving me Grandma bones at 35!)

And this test is super annoying, because I have to collect all my urine for 24 hours and store it in a jar in my fridge.  Then I have to bring it into the clinic tomorrow after fasting for 12 hours (that means no coffee in the morning- I may be a danger on the roads) and get huge amounts of bloodwork.  So if you are someone like me who pees every 5 seconds, you basically can’t leave the house unless you want to carry a little mini pee jar around in your purse.  Plus my in-laws are in town so I had to be all “please don’t touch the orange jug in the fridge, it’s full of pee.”

Flopsy has pink eye and ANOTHER ear infection.  My Uncle, who usually takes our dog to play with his during the days, has been recovering from surgery- so my dog’s constant barking is driving me up the proverbial wall. My to-do list seems to be multiplying on it’s own and no matter how many things I cross off, it just keeps getting longer.  And we are transitioning the twins to big girl beds, which means they are crappy sleepers again and it takes roughly 800 hours to get them to go to sleep each night.

I was pouring my pee into a jar for the fifth time today and feeling extremely annoyed when I stopped and laughed and realized for a moment just how lucky I am.  I am so happy to be at a place in my recovery when my treatments, symptoms, and diagnostic tests are merely annoying to me.  This time last year I barely noticed when I had to do the urine test because I was so sick and in so much pain that I wasn’t leaving the house anyway.  And I wasn’t frustrated with my dog or my kids or my to-do list because I was completely incapable of doing anything.  I was in survival mode: trying to manage my pain, discomfort, and depression just to get through the day.

Even though I still have rough days where I am clutching my heating pad with wretched cramps for 6 hours because I accidentally ate a vegetable, if I step back and look at it I am truly grateful.  Because now I am in a place when every day is not full of pain anymore.  Life is not always easy, but it is livable.  And I have hope that it will continue getting better.  I get extremely frustrated with setbacks in my health, and even though I understand rationally that I have to be patient with my body because healing (especially from as much trauma as I have been through) is not a linear process, I don’t wanna.  I am so over being sick and just want to be “normal” again.  I am working on being kind to myself and coming to terms with the fact that like it or not I am missing 3 major organs now and my body will never function the way it did before I got sick.  Fundamentally I don’t trust my body anymore because so much has gone wrong with it in such a short time. 

But I am working on that too.  I am just starting to have a glimmer of confidence that eventually I will figure out this body and become comfortable  with my new normal.  It might not be on my timeline but I think it will eventually happen, and that’s a far cry from the days when I could not see any sign that I would ever feel good again. 

I have a friend who was recently diagnosed with breast cancer and my friend Annie has just finished her chemo and is in the middle of that intense healing process.  We are also opening up for applications for a new family to help with Mommies In Need.  So I am hearing from people who are in that really dark and difficult place where I was hanging out a year ago.  And my heart hurts for them.  Because being really sick sucks.  And it sucks for a long time.  But if I can do anything for the people that are in that place of intense suffering right now, maybe it is to be a little shred of hope that eventually it will get better.   

I am so grateful to be able to get down on the floor to play with my kids again. And I make an excellent sticker model!!
I am so grateful to be able to get down on the floor to play with my kids again. And I make an excellent sticker model!!

Maybe one day they will find themselves being annoyed by little daily tasks and laugh with joy because they realize that they are actually able to do those tasks again.  They will realize that annoyance is actually a blessing because it means they are past the point where being sick consumed their entire lives. That perhaps everything they went through lead them to a life they never thought they would have but are profoundly grateful for.

Now if you will excuse me I have to go pee into a jar.

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