I can not believe it’s at the end of 2017! 2017 has been a year of growth and change . This was the year that I left the job I transferred into this town for and started a new career in a new, while adjacent, area.
2017 was also. I initially started this blog to chronicle my journey to be a self-published writer, and it was my first goal to self-publish my novel, “Panic Cat,” by the end of 2017.
Regrettably, the best-laid plans of mice and men…
My illness ended up taking center stage in 2017, and that I needed to set my novel aside in order to prioritize focusing on my own health.
But I still was able to use my website nicely, though it ended up being more of a chronic illness blog in relation to a writing site. One of my first articles on this blog, which ended up being my first first post printed on The Mighty at the beginning of 2017, was in my own one-word resolution for 2017, that had been “well.” While clearly nobody is 100 percent effective at something all the time, the term “nicely” truly styled my entire year.
I was able to focus on wellbeing, despite my chronic illnesses, and I was able to do so in a number of different methods have not been top priorities several decades. I feel the significant reason I had been powerful at this season is because I had been focused on being nicely and creating holistic, and all around wellness a priority.
One of my top ways I left 2017 annually of wellness was by prioritizing self-care. I have a print hanging up above my dresser in my bedroom with a few of my favourite artists and mental health activists, (I talked about another of her prints here) that reads “Self-care is intelligent. Self-care will lead you to success” Self-care, to me personally, has been the secret to wellness in 2017, as it’s connected to so many distinct things.
Self-care has not always meant matters that are comfortable. It has also meant self-examination along with self-advocacy. Wellness has meant putting my wellbeing from 2017.
That type of self-care is rarely enjoyable. It means a minimum of 10 minutes per day of taking tablets and making sure I take the appropriate ones at the correct times, and at least once, maybe multiple, visits, and often telephone calls, into the pharmacy each month. It meant many doctor’s office visits, both to my main and to specialists. Some brought discoveries and answers. Some were frustrating and felt like a waste of six hours of driving. It meant lots of evaluations, such as 4 MRIs. Plus it intended learning to advocate for myself with insurance, medical, and billing professionals, something I have always hated doing that proved necessary.
This type of self-care has admittedly been my most interesting part of 2017. But this type of self-care is also a enormous step from the wellness direction, because it is not always something I have made a priority before 2017. The majority of it had been my own discomfort and about standing up for myself and becoming my own advocate. Additionally, it can all just get super overwhelming, and you wonder, particularly when the signs are relatively managed, if it’s all worth it.
But with the term wellness as my manual, I desired more than “relatively managed” this year, and am really proud of the strides I have taken for my own wellbeing, strides I’m sure that will take me far into the new calendar year.
I have also embraced other self-care habits that I have written about. One of the best, and most intentional, is my daily scripture habit. One of my forces in deciding on the word nicely at the beginning of 2017 is the hymn “It Is Well With My Soul,” and also my soul would not be nearly and it is without slamming everyday into scripture. I normally do it to begin my afternoon, as my mornings don’t really feel started with no — it’s become as crucial as my own cup of coffee! — but if I wind up sleeping in (I leave for work very early!) , I will do it after my first shift (I normally work a split shift during the faculty).
Another enormous self-care wellness habit that’s a work in progress, and enables me to perform any self-care in any respect, is learning how to shelve guilt. I wrote a post earlier this season on learning how to give myself grace instead of guilt, and it is grace that continues to carry me through the year and to 2018. I’m not perfect, but elegance reminds me that I’m worth taking good care of. Guilt is a worthless emotion. It does not cure anything, and generally the things I’m guilty about, like my illness, are things way beyond my command. Even when I do make mistakes, even though, I’m working on remedying the mistakes through activity programs, instead of dwelling on them through remorse, and then possibly beating myself up over them. I’m nonetheless worthy of self-care, actually when I make inevitable human mistakes.
My resolution towards wellness in 2017 also has enabled me to spend considerably more quality time with my daughter and extended family. Part of becoming well is delegating the ideal things, and one of these greatest things is family. I have had numerous special weekends spent with my daughter this past season, and these were achieved despite my illness. We were able to perform so many things that at 2016 I did not possess the energy, spoon or health reserves for.
We got a zoo membership for my birthday in May and went into the zoo virtually every weekend over the summer. We went to multiple free events, such as visiting sharks traveling with an aquarium that came into a neighborhood library. We traveled out of town to see family, often with no husband, trips that I could have ventured on in 2016 with how volatile my wellbeing was. I was also able to attend a few out of town weddings along with my spouse, events I needed to skip the calendar year before.
What made all of this possible was self-care throughout the week, bounds and understanding how to reevaluate my strands. Thanks to wellness, my disorders are nowhere near cured, but they are a good deal better managed. I’ll be probably taking a enormous container full of tablets for the remainder of my lifetime, but the concept of wellness has helped me come with regards to this. Being well is way more than just physical wellness, and 2017 has taught me that yes, I can surely be well really, even though I’m chronically sick.
As soon as I made wellness my resolution, I never envisioned that part of that trip could involve, except for some very rare exceptions, giving up alcohol, probably permanently. When you select a term, you never truly understand where it’s going to take you. I have been meaning to make a post about my personal choice to stop drinking, but have not gotten around to it. I definitely don’t judge anyone else’s choices to, but with my neurological ailments, particularly my Chiari and migraines, so I chose to try cutting it out, and it’s made a huge difference in my symptoms.
Something that’s a work in progress, but that I have really made progress on in the past couple of weeks particularly is accepting that I am, and always will be, ill, and that this can be OK. This is connected to guilt, but there is more to it : it’s an identity thing, that explains the reason why it’s going to require more than just this year to unravel. Holding one’s self like a sick person, in some ways, feels as though admitting failure from a Christian perspective, almost sounds sacreligious, like you don’t believe in miraculous healing. While I really do believe in miracles, I also believe, more likely, I have these chronic illnesses for life. But I do believe that just discovering this issue was a significant wellbeing breakthrough, and accepting the fact that I’m ill as part of my identity will be something that I work on more than 2018 (and be integrated into the term I chose!) .
I couldn’t have achieved some level of wellness without a totally incredible support system. I live fairly far from lots of my loved ones members and friends, and also chronic illness occasionally makes me not the best on fulfilling them in on my life, but they are so steady in their love and service. My husband drives me appointments and has contributed up so many countless hours of sleeping, exercising night shift and still taking on many extra demands. My daughter is empathetic and candy much of the time when I am flaring or additional ill. My sister, who resides in Michigan, would be the first person I tell when I’m freaking out about something medical or have a fresh test result or even a fresh appointment. She is, and always will be, my advocate and also the one who educated me to be powerful, along with my mother. My mother has handled many frantic phone calls and has provided me sage advice and a listening ear, along with lots of motherly love. My mom in law enforcement has dropped everything many occasions this season to drive three hours to help us out. I’ve got friends who are like family who live countries and states away who invite me to take some time for and attention for myself. I’ve got support teams, church and caring coworkers. I have been completely surrounded by my own village this past year, truly more than any other calendar year.
In my next post, I will be talking about the term that I have chosen for 2018, but before then, I’m proud of the progress towards wellness I made from 2017, and that I look forward to continuing it in the new year and past.
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