35 five years later, that’s what I am entitling this post because 35 was a great year and five years later things have changed not just the number and it’s a number I don’t want to acknowledge because this year is a rough one. So, instead I am just calling it 35 five years later.
35 was a great year, it was a year that so many things came together, I had some great once in a lifetime experiences and met some great people who became good life long friends. It was the year I maintained my 100lb weight loss, and worked for and toured with my favorite band. It was the year, I found my grit, determination and finally felt comfortable with myself, others and loved my body and felt comfortable in my own skin. However, soon after losing even more weight, I began to experience various health problems from heart palpitations to severe, debilitating headaches. Being misdiagnosed, and ignored and berated by the medical profession who diagnosed me with anxiety, heart murmurs, depression, sinus issues and a hiatal hernia, gallstones of those only two of those were correct. In that time however, I continued to be in more pain and finally in the summer of 2017 was diagnosed with Hydrocephalus, a condition I suffered with all of my life but was able to maintain or manage with medication or the placement of a shunt. In my case the shunt, had fractured and it caused a malfunction causing “water”to accumulate in my brain and because the head doesn’t expand in adult patients it was harder to recognize and diagnose on scans. Once diagnosed I had to undergo emergency shunt surgery and physical therapy, following that in December of that same year I had to undergo surgery to remove my gallbladder due to gallstones resulting in my weight loss. This resulted in more recovery time, pain and frustration, it also resulted in weight gain because between the two surgeries and dealing with issues with PCOS it has made weight loss difficult. I am tired and frustrated and am very active at work as well as trying to hit the gym or be active as much as possible but it’s a struggle everyday. In every way, this birthday is hard, because I thought I would have certain things or experiences or milestones happen at this point in my life, but if I am going to put it in perspective based on what the doctors told me when I was born at 3 months premature, I shouldn’t be alive, and when I had my revision two years ago it was basically life or death surgery. All my life people told me what I could or couldn’t do my capabilities and abilities or what opportunities I would be afforded in life. I was told I wouldn’t survive being 3lbs or or 3 months premature, I was told I wouldn’t be able to become a teacher or go to college I did. I was told I wouldn’t be able to lose the weight, I did. There are still dreams and goals I have and want in life that I want to accomplish and will not accept anyone telling me I can’t or that it’s not possible where there is a will there is a way. To survive all that I have survived, I know that god is with me and my will and inner strength are strong and I am here for a reason. I also know I have had some amazing opportunities and experiences that people wish they had like traveling the world, meeting rockstars and interviewing or meeting interesting people, it’s even in the simple small things like losing weight and if I did it once I know I can do it again. If god still has me here I have a purpose and am ready to fill it, embrace it and do it with love.