Entry Submitted by K at 1:33 PM EDT on April 27, 2017
Be at peace, this is a tale of challenge and daily victory. Each one of us faces challenges of the day/s and nights but each day is a new day with challenge and we keep on going like the Duracell Bunny!
My name is really Star, my father left when I was born because he wanted my mother to have an abortion. Didn't happen! I grew up knowing the care of two parents, their concern for my safety and sensing my role as a dependent adoptee. Love was extended in many forms and childhood was mostly my own adventure.
The plot gets better even in the short form! At age 37, a chiropractor adjusted my neck and gifted me with a traumatic brain injury, leaving my B.S. and Masters degrees null and void. Shortly after, an orthopedic physician performed the wrong surgery and left me lame for life. Another surgeon damaged a kidney that was ultimately lost. In the meantime, the lifestyle of a single parent working as a child welfare caseworker with additional stress that included the loss of a home, becoming disabled, and ultimately homeless, I developed an adrenal adenoma and became critically weak as the condition was not diagnosed nor monitored by my doctors, The crisis called for surgery which was a complete success! However, the specialist assigned to monitor and reduce the steroids I was taking not only administered a medication that brought on severe chronic Gout, but allowed the steroids to continue and caused the existing adrenal to atrophe. In the meantime, my PCP has retired and will be able to enlist an new doctor and continue needed medical care as soon as a move and new whereabouts can be determined.
I have been diagnosed with adrenal insufficiency and my life is pending on a daily basis. My daily challenges include the ability to function, but I have learned how to fine tune my ability to do so. The strength I am blessed with each day depends on 5 little white tablets of hydro-cortisone. Life for me can better be compared to a car battery. As long as the source of energy is charged, it will run the vehicle/me. The end of life as I presently know it will cease to function unless the battery remains charged (kind of like a Duracell Bunny). Should I pass out due to a dead battery (a deficit in hormone) the only hope I have for waking up is a massive injection of hydro-cortisone. No, oxygen, or other emergency protocol will bring me back to life. SCARY!
The challenges inspire a response! To do the best that I can! I have learned to apply the best response. The challenges have taught me that the best response can mean the difference between life and death. It is easy to slide by and stay on the couch, kick back and take the events of life for granted when it is void of challenge. Even the delay of the RV has created critical challenges for many of us. I am sharing my story to pass an the element of success we can all take advantage of. The element is called challenge!
As the Creator of life has seen fit to invest so much protection and encouragement into the life I have experienced, my only response is that I must realize I am a soul of great value. To have experienced the value of life, I (and many of you) are extremely excited about passing it forward. K