And yes... the shame of making this post some 2 1/2 years after the last, my biggest shame of all!!!
It's strange how fast time passes, especially after you hit 25! Pain and I have been together for 13 years now, though it feels like yesterday I was celebrating 10 years. A theme of this piece is relationships that come and go. Strangely, of all my relationships and friendships over the years, I have probably had a relationship with Pain longer than I have known many of the people I know now - Pain and I seem married for life now. Brings a whole new meaning to being shackled to the ball and chain...
These past few years have been some of the biggest challenges I've faced so far. Perhaps not as difficult as the early years of CRPS, when I didn't really know anything, nor had any experience to draw upon. What I had hoped simply never would happen, has now happened and has become the biggest challenge to my own sense of self. Losing the battle with CRPS. It has spread to my legs now. And I have felt like a huge failure at times, for letting it take over so much of my body!
As someone who values independence in the same way as I value necessities such as water and food; I've needed to adjust what I define as “independence” in order to continue being, well... me. In the early years of having it in my arms, no matter how horrible it was, I still could run away. Maybe not from the pain, but in the physical sense of moving my legs in order to get me somewhere away from wherever I was standing. Now I have CRPS in all four limbs; though it presents more severely in the right side, I seem to have run out of spares!
It's strange how fast time passes, especially after you hit 25! Pain and I have been together for 13 years now, though it feels like yesterday I was celebrating 10 years. A theme of this piece is relationships that come and go. Strangely, of all my relationships and friendships over the years, I have probably had a relationship with Pain longer than I have known many of the people I know now - Pain and I seem married for life now. Brings a whole new meaning to being shackled to the ball and chain...
These past few years have been some of the biggest challenges I've faced so far. Perhaps not as difficult as the early years of CRPS, when I didn't really know anything, nor had any experience to draw upon. What I had hoped simply never would happen, has now happened and has become the biggest challenge to my own sense of self. Losing the battle with CRPS. It has spread to my legs now. And I have felt like a huge failure at times, for letting it take over so much of my body!
As someone who values independence in the same way as I value necessities such as water and food; I've needed to adjust what I define as “independence” in order to continue being, well... me. In the early years of having it in my arms, no matter how horrible it was, I still could run away. Maybe not from the pain, but in the physical sense of moving my legs in order to get me somewhere away from wherever I was standing. Now I have CRPS in all four limbs; though it presents more severely in the right side, I seem to have run out of spares!
