Slight Rant (you’ve been warned)

Our current season in life is transition. There’s no better way to explain it. But because of all of the transitions we are in, I am forced, unwillingly, to be faced with a certain type of person on a daily basis.

I can typically find the silver lining in most situations. I may get worked up but within 5 minutes I’m typically calmed down and trying to take a Godly approach. That or I just get over it and move forward. However… there’s always that one thing… when it relates back to my illness or the way my life is because of my CRPS, it gets under my skin.

Complaining to me about not having money yet refusing to get a job for a very long list of excuses as to why not … yet this person really does not have a clue what I would give to be able to hold a job. Even a part time job… just a job.

Complaining about the part time job presently held, about it being unreliable, but yet unwilling to do what it takes to find a better situation.

Complaining about having to rely on other people when perfectly able to be independent but is too lazy to do anything, including get the license, ride  the bus, or really do anything self sufficient.

I have very little patience for lazy people who refuse to grow up. I’m generally a positive person, and I try to get along with everyone. But how am I supposed to act when these things are in my face, constantly, and there’s not a damn thing I can do about it?

People don’t understand how lucky they are sometimes. I would Never, Ever, EVER wish CRPS on any one, but I do sometimes wish people could have it for a day, even just an hour, and they’d finally get it. They would, I imagine, stop taking things, like a job or the ability to be independent, for granted. People just don’t get it.

Count your blessings. I am INCREDIBLY blessed, and I know it even on days like today where I am beyond frustrated and unaccepting of my disease. There are so many other areas of life that I am blessed.

Tonight I pray for guidance on dealing with this lazy, rude, negative person.

God is Good

It’s been awhile.. But with everything with the move and settling in, I needed to take some time and refocus. 

This week I met with a physical therapist. It’s safe to say that my journey for finding a stellar medical team hasn’t been the easiest since we arrived in PA. My current primary, Dr. Russia, is alright. She’s trying and she listens so it’s a good start. She sent me to a physical therapist one town over. 

Now, back in … ’03 I believe it was, when this all came to head, I started physical therapy at a place called Aquabilities. It was Aqua therapy, go figure. And it was phenomenal. The therapists there were always on point, caring, and always willing. 

So yesterday I went to physical therapy at this new place. I get called back, and meet my physical therapist. There’s two pt’s at this place, and I will be working with both. We sit down and she asks me to tell her how my CRPS came about. As I tell her I was at Aquabilities for many many months, she stops me and asks the other pt to come in the room. Stacey comes in and turns out she was one of my past pt’s from Aqua! And the one I was with, Heidi, has a sister who crashed on my brothers couch for a few weeks out at school. Small world! 

Throughout the eval, it became obvious that these two know all about CRPS- something that is not a common thing here… Or anywhere- and are so willing to work with me. Heidi told me some very helpful things I’ve been taking to heart, that will come into play along the way. 

I’m blown away. I was feeling so discouraged. The stress here at the house mixed with the different climate has been causing many, many flare ups. Like, regularly. And just when I start to snap, God led me to two physical therapists I trust with my life and have known one of them for many, many years. Is it coincidence that last Sunday we found a church we think we can connect with?

God is good.