A Blessing or A Curse?

I’ve heard a lot of people out there who’ve gotten sick compare their situation to a blessing, as it has changed their lives for the better, even though they’ve had some rough patches along the way. On the other side of the coin you hear the people who purely think that them becoming sick is a “curse”.. Not in the witchcraft sense, but, in how it’s made their lives a living nightmare. Now I must say, at different times over the years I’ve found myself in both situations, but I’ve come to a realization.
Becoming sick was not a amazing thing for me, if I could have prevented it I would have.. No questions asked, but I’ve also gained valuable knowledge from being sick so long. So which is it?
Neither. I believe that this was not a blessing or a curse, but a lesson. Something that I will learn from, suffer with and hopefully grow with. One of my favorite teachers has ways said “learning should sometimes be uncomfortable” and it’s true. This learning experience has not been a walk on the beach, nor has it been the happiest days of my life, but I’ve also had invaluable experiences that I know I would have never had, without this condition.

Do you consider your condition a blessing, curse or a learning experience?

Response to “The Big Question” Originally Written by belowtheradar002

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As I read your latest blog post this morning while waiting for my high school bus, I was close to tears. The repeated question”How do we do this? How do you live” is something almost all chronically ill people can relate too. The thought of living the rest of your life in a state of Ill health is daunting as is, but then having to fight for your rights as a patient, a human being, along with trying to retain your health is a massive juggling act that absolutely no one deserves.

I have a similar answer to you K, to this ever daunting question. While I was seeing a neurologist way back in 2008, she didn’t believe in the scale of my pain, so time and time again she refused any type of treatment and just told me “You could be like this the rest of your life, you need to learn how to deal with it.

As you can imagine, when she told me that I was not a happy camper, but I have found out that, her making that statement has forever changed my life. I know that I have No other option other than to go on with my life, with the occasional down days..

But I’m not perfect, I often loose sight of the goal and I lay in bed for days on end, and I let my pain take over.. But having the support from my family, friends and online community can always give me the boost to get back on the wagon!

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