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Arise, walk through the land in the length of it and in the breadth of it; for I will give it unto thee.
Genesis 13:17

He answered them, He that made me whole, the same said unto me, Take up thy bed, and walk.
Then asked they him, What man is that which said unto thee, Take up thy bed, and walk?
And he that was healed wist not who it was: for Jesus had conveyed himself away, a multitude being in that place.
John 5:11-13 (King James Version)

Sunday was a small miracle in the grand scheme of things but not so small to me and a miracle none the less. It was a day that I thought would never happen on many levels. One thing that I thought would never happen was get Baptized, but Sunday was my Baptism. Another thing I thought would never happen was walk at my Baptism, and yet I have gone from not walking from for over a year to no longer using my wheelchair at all in the last three weeks.

I’ve been hesitant to talk about my faith here as its a touchy and divisive subject for some, but I figure this is my blog and my faith has become a major part of my life. I share every other aspect of my life here. I would be remiss if I left something so close to my heart out.

But my faith wasn’t always so important to me. I was raised Reform Jewish, and though I was Bat Mitzvahed, Confirmed, and even assistant taught Religious School at my Temple, I never felt connected spiritually to that faith. So in my more recent adult years I’ve been searching for a faith that helped me feel close to God. For a while For a while I was going to the Universalist Unitarian Church in my area, and though I liked the people and the services very much I still didn’t feel that closeness to God that I so desperately needed.

So when Melissa invited me to join her for services at her at our local Church of Jesus Christ of Latter Day Saints, I thought it was a long shot but worth at least checking out.  I had already learned a lot about being Mormon from her during the time she’s worked for me, and she had suggested I could get a blessing for my health when I went to church with her.

I was totally unprepared for what I experienced; I felt God for the first time in a very tangible way.  I knew right in that moment that my search had come to an end.  That I had found what I had been searching for.  I decided to start investigating the church and taking my Missionary Discussions that I would need in order to covert.  My blessing also said that through faith I could be healed.  It has been amazing how true that has been.

Over the following week I started feeling better than I had in a long time.  I decided to capitalize on the opportunity and try walking again for the first time in over a year.  I started with just a few steps.  I expected for the recovery process to be slow going.  I expected that it would take months to build up enough strength to walk more than a few steps at a time after over a year of being in a wheelchair or bed full time.  But I have been praying every night and the improvements to my walking have been exponential!  And in just three short weeks, I went from my first steps to ditching my wheelchair completely!

So Sunday I was Baptized, and I walked the whole day – including down the steps into the Baptismal Font and up again.  My Dad and his girlfriend Wendy were there which made my very happy.  My Mom chose not to attend which was the only sad thing.  It was one of the very best days of my life! And with it I have found such peace and happiness the likes of which I had never known.  Words cannot describe how grateful I am.  It has been such a relief and such a comfort.  I truly believe that through faith in Christ I have begun the healing process!  And I am so thankful to Him for this and for the closeness I now feel to God.  Through Him I have found what I was looking for and more than I could have ever imagined.

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Having a chronic illness can rob you of your independence.  Suddenly you find yourself dependent on other people to do basic things you had always taken for granted, and this changes your relationships forever.

Before I got sick I was a super independent person.  I always preferred to do things on my own and avoided asking for help even when I really needed it.  With the onset of my autoimmune diseases, especially the neurological symptoms and symptoms that limited my mobility, asking for help became an unavoidable way of life.

Now I need help with even basic things like getting dressed or washing my hair – things I have done on my own for most of my life.  Those were the hardest things to ask for and accept help with at first.  It was frustrating for me and it was frustrating for my mom who initially found herself as my only caregiver.  Suddenly she was caring for me in a way she hadn’t needed to since I was a small child.  It tested our relationship.

At the time I felt very hurt at her frustration.  I wondered why she didn’t just automatically understand how much I had to humble myself to even ask for help in the first place.  It hurt when she responded with questions about whether I really needed the help or if I was feeling as badly as I was saying.  We fought a lot at a time when I really just needed her support.  Eventually I came to understand that I was failing to communicate.  I was also blinded by my own experience.  I was so caught up in dealing with the implications of a chronic illness and how it had shaken my world that I failed to see how profoundly it was affecting her as well.

But when I started to communicate this to her – that I knew how hard this was for her too  and that I appreciated all she was giving up to take care of me and that I knew it was also hard to watch her daughter get sick – the fighting tapered off.  I also found new ways to help her in return  that I could still do – mostly various types of computer and technical help.

When my mom simply couldn’t do it alone anymore, my need for help blessed me with two beautiful friendships in the form of two wonderful caregivers.  Sarina, my first caregiver, is more than a friend to me.  Born exactly one year apart, we say we are twins separated by a year at birth.  But it was odd at first having someone – a stranger – my age helping me with the very personal things I needed help with especially since I had been abandoned by several of my closest friends over the prior year.  They simply didn’t want deal with my new found illness and subsequent dependency.  Some stopped being my friend because they didn’t even believe I was actually sick and some of them just found it too much to handle and some I will never know their reasons.  In any case it hurt.  A lot.  But Sarina came in and loved me and accepted me and my illness.  She was truly a blessing and still is.

After Sarina moved away to further her career and get married, Melissa, my current caregiver, came into my life.  She is an angel in my life.  She, like Sarina, is always there for me.  We laugh a lot.  And through both of them I found that though I was sick I could still be a good friend in return.  I could still listen and be there for people.  I didn’t just need help from them, I could give it in return.

But at the end of the day I am still dependent on other people.  And I still hate that.  I don’t think I’ll ever not hate watching my mom or Melissa assemble my back backbreakingly heavy wheelchair.  I hate that I can’t just do it myself.  Though in a lot of ways, my relationships have grown and been strengthened by my need for help, and for that I am grateful, I am still eager to find ways to lessen my dependency.

So I am VERY pleased to announce that I’ve taken a step in the right direction – nine of them.  Last week  I walked (with the help of my walker) nine steps.  It was the first time I’ve walked in over a year!  I was having a low pain day and just went for it.  It was incredibly painful but even more incredibly worth it!

This post is my entry in February’s Health Activist Blog Carnival. If you’re interested in participating too, you can read all about it HERE.

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• Jen Fryer commented on Walk By Faith What wonderful news. I cannot tell you how happy I am for you.
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Through my chronic illness, I have come to realize how crucial it is to have faith.  When most people think of the word “faith” they think religion, but there are so many other aspects to keeping faith alive in your life through dark and difficult times.  In fact, the word “faith” is merely defined as “confidence or trust in a person or thing.”

I have been blessed with always having a tremendous faith in myself.  Faith that I have the ability to get through anything no matter what life rolls my way.  But oddly enough, I believe my faith in myself stemmed from my childhood traumas.  As a child I was forced into the role of the third parent in my house.  As painful as it was it gave me an inner strength — a knowledge that I was capable of getting through anything if I just believed in myself.

This inner strength and faith in myself was strengthened as I battled depression.  Living for three years with intrusive thoughts on hurting myself or ending my life and yet not acting on them, save three minor occasions, gave me the faith in myself that I could get through anything if I was determined enough.

So when my illness struck, I’ve always had the faith that I can get through this as well.  Though it isn’t always easy… in fact it hardly ever is, I have kept the faith in myself that I am a strong enough person to deal with whatever I find in front of me.  And that faith has gotten me through the endless doctors appointments and tests, the six and half years of searching for a diagnosis, the prolonged hospitalizations, adjusting to life in a wheelchair, and the daily struggle to keep a positive attitude despite my pain and other limitations.

I have also learned how important it is to keep faith that things will get better, that I will get better.  I have to have faith that I will find a treatment or even a cure that will allow me to live a more normal life again in the future.  This faith that things will be more than okay — faith that things will get better sustains me during my darkest hours.

And then there’s faith that I have in others.  I don’t keep my illness private.  Through this blog, through the people I meet and share my story with, I share my journey with the world.  And I have to have faith in people.  That they will understand.  That they will be there for me.  And though I sometimes find myself disappointed, overall I find that when I put my faith in others they rise to the occasion.  It’s as if they were waiting for me to put my faith in them.  Waiting for me to put my blind trust and confidence in them, and they respond by being there for me in more ways than I can count.  And I am so blessed and grateful for this.

Finally there is the ultimate faith.  The kind you have despite the lack of evidence or proof.  Faith in God.  Though I try to keep this blog secular, I feel I would be amiss if I didn’t share this part of my journey.  Though I was raised Reform Jewish, it never really resonated with me.  It is a beautiful religion, but through it was hadn’t found the close connection to God I’ve so desperately craved especially in the last few years as I’ve struggled with my illness.  I’ve tried out several different churches over the years.  I was going to a Universalist Unitarian church for a while, and though I loved the people and how open they were, I still didn’t find what I was looking for in terms of a close and personal relationship with God.  Finally, two Sundays ago I went to a Church of Jesus Christ of Latter Day Saints or Mormon church with a friend.  There I finally found what I had been searching for.  I have found the faith in God that I had been seeking.  I realized I had it all along.  I’ve prayed for a long time to find this closeness to God that I now finally feel, but I never expected to find it through Christ, and yet there it is.  And as surprising as it is to my friends, family, and even myself, I am getting baptized in a month.    And so I am really excited to embark on this new journey of faith.

Faith is so important no matter what form it takes.  When you are suffering physical pain all the time what else do you have to turn to but some sort of faith that things will be okay.  Whether it comes from within or from others or from God, faith is what has sustained me through my battle with chronic illness.

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Freedom is something that is often taken for granted. Freedom comes in a lot of different varieties and all are often taken lightly until you don’t have that freedom anymore.  Until I got sick I took so many very personal freedoms for granted.  I especially took for granted the freedom to move around  where I want unassisted by a wheelchair and the freedom to drive to any place I wanted.

Now that I can’t walk and I can’t drive, those are things that are no longer taken for granted.  And now I am constantly searching for ways to increase my freedoms once more.

Soon I will be getting a specially designed wheelchair that will allow me to be up out of bed in it without being in pain like I am in my current wheelchair.  However, this new wheelchair can only be transported by a wheelchair accessible vehicle, something I cannot afford.

So today my sister Danielle started what we are calling my Freedom Drive – a fundraiser to help me buy a wheelchair accessible vehicle (as well as help with my other medical expenses).

Please consider donating, and, if that isn’t an option, please share this link with as many people as you can.  Please post it to Twitter, Facebook, and MySpace,  email it to your friends and family, or even blog about it!  Thank you so much for all your help and support!!!

http://www.giveforward.org/freedomdrive/

Join the Facebook Freedom Drive Fan Page!

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• Jen Fryer commented on Walk By Faith What wonderful news. I cannot tell you how happy I am for you.
• Alison commented on Walk By Faith I know it can be hard to talk about your faith in this kind of forum, but I’m glad you did! The best
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I try to look on the bright side of things.  But when I was evaluated last week for my new permanent wheelchair last week, it brought up some unexpected feelings.

I’ve been feeling this odd sort of guilt.  Part of me feels like a failure and a quitter for finally working on getting a permanent and actually comfortable wheelchair.  I feel like it is symbolic of giving up on getting better even though I know that is not the case.  Rationally I know that my current wheelchair which was never meant to be a permanent solution is keeping me from getting the highest quality of life under the circumstances.  Right now I can’t be comfortable and in my wheelchair at the same time.  It doesn’t fit me well and causes me additional pain.  When I consider going to a movie on a rare occasion, I usually decline because I just can’t sit in my chair that long.

The new chair is going to be custom built to fit me.  It will allow me to be up and out of bed more of the day.  The whole chair tilts back to take the weight off my butt when I need it to and the feet also elevate which will help keep my ankles from throbbing.  It will have a custom pressure relieving cushion to sit on and the back rest will actually be tall enough to be useful.

All of this will help me become no longer bed-bound most of the time.  Which will be great. Yet some part of me still feels guilty.

The good news is that it comes in purple!  So that is what I am trying to focus on.  Not that I need a permanent chair, but the color.  It may sound silly, but it really does help.

The other issue is that I do not have wheelchair accessible transportation.  I won’t be able to take my new chair anywhere without it.  My current wheelchair is meant to travel — it comes apart into 3 lighter pieces that we can put in the car.  If I can’t take my new wheelchair out of the apartment, I’ll be just as stuck as I am now — in too much pain to get out and do anything.  And with SSI my only source of income, I cannot afford to even buy a used one.  So I am on a mission to find someone who will donate a wheelchair accessible vehicle using the power of social networking tools like Twitter, Facebook, and even this blog.

In case you are wondering, if money were no object, I would get a wheelchair accessible Honda Element.  But it would be a holiday season miracle if I could get any vehicle that can safely transport me to and from my doctors appointments that are about an hour away and anywhere else I needed to go more locally.  I will not be driving it, so I need the conversion to be for the passenger side.

I have approximately  3 months before I will be getting my new chair.  So consider this a call to action!  Please help me spread the word!  Please take a minute to post this to your Twitter or MySpace or Facebook or anything else you can think of!  The more people who see this the greater the chance one of them will have a vehicle for me.  Words simply cannot express how grateful I am for your help.

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• Jen Fryer commented on Walk By Faith What wonderful news. I cannot tell you how happy I am for you.
• Alison commented on Walk By Faith I know it can be hard to talk about your faith in this kind of forum, but I’m glad you did! The best
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When you are sick all the time you often have to (sometimes unwilling) rely on the help and support of other people.  And that is something that should not be taken for granted.  So today, on the one year anniversary of this blog, I feel like I really have to thank all of you who have joined me in my journey as a novel patient.  During the ups and downs of this last year, your comments and support have been such a source of strength for me to draw upon.  And this blog has come a long long way since my first post.  Not only has its readership grown, but its pushed me to improve as a writer.  It’s even spawned the Novel Patient Community where every novel patient can have their own blog.

Though it has been a rough year in many ways, I am thankful for so many things.  I am thankful for a mom who not only lets me, her 26 year old daughter, live with her, but helps take care of me.  I am thankful for a dad who cares so much for me that he will always try and do what he thinks is best for me.  I am grateful for a caregiver who I also consider a close friend and a also for a best friend who I know will always be there for me when I need her.  I am thankful for a wonderfully supportive sister.  I am thankful for a cuddly dog that adores me.

I am also thankful for my doctors who have often gone out of their way to make sure I get the care I need.  I know I am a very complicated case to have to deal with.  This year I decided to make the five of my doctor’s I see the most handmade holiday cards to let them know how much I appreciate what they do for me.

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• Jen Fryer commented on Walk By Faith What wonderful news. I cannot tell you how happy I am for you.
• Alison commented on Walk By Faith I know it can be hard to talk about your faith in this kind of forum, but I’m glad you did! The best
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Tomorrow I am heading down out of town on a trip to see a Sjogren’s specialist.  My appointment is on Monday.  Since it is about 3 hours away we — my mom and I — will be spending two nights at my Grandma’s house which is in the area.

I have high hopes that he will be able to provide me with some new treatment options.  At the same time I am nervous about getting my hopes up too high.  I have been disappointed by doctors many times before.

It can be hard to maintain hope when living with a chronic illness especially when you are told by your doctor that you are basically out of treatment options.  But the alternative — falling into despair — is much much worse.  So I choose to maintain my high hopes knowing full well that sometimes I will be disappointed.  That’s okay.  Disappointment is a part of life.  I realized a long time ago that you have to take the good with the bad.

On a different note… Sometimes I surprise even myself with what I can do if I set my mind to do it.  Since the start of the month I have been writing up a storm on novel for National Novel Writing Month or NaNoWriMo.  As of this writing, I am up to 10,701 words which puts me about 700 words ahead of schedule!  You can go to my NaNoWriMo Profile page to continue to follow my progress and to read a synopsis and excerpt from my novel.  Since I started doing creative writing again, I’ve been on sort of a writers high.  I don’t remember the last time I was in such a great mood for days at a time!

I’ve also stood up another time for a another whole minute.  I haven’t been able to do it as often as I would like, but the fact that I’m doing it at all makes me very happy.

I think hope is self-perpetuating.  Hope gives you the strength to reach beyond what you think you can do which in turn gives you more hope.  And all these things give me hope for a good today and a better tomorrow.

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On Friday I turned 26 years old!  And I really had something to celebrate!  The night before I got a call from my doctor letting me know that the lab tests were a mistake and I don’t have a blood disorder!  I was so relieved I almost cried.  So on Friday I was able to celebrate my birthday worry free!

Even being able to celebrate my birthday not in the hospital is something I’m grateful for as I spent my 24th birthday in the hospital and my 25th birthday recovering from just getting out of the hospital.

So this year I celebrated by giving myself a much needed pampering.  My mom and Melissa (my caregiver) joined me in getting our hair cut and colored.  I dyed my hair red with brighter red and golden highlights.  Then we went out for a birthday lunch at one of my favorite restaurants in the mall.  Afterward we went to Bare Essentials and got our make up done.  Then we went shopping for a while and Melissa bought me my birthday present – a new pair a jeans that actually are small enough to fit (another thing to celebrate – weight loss).  Finally we got all dressed up and went out for a nice birthday dinner!

When living with a chronic illness it can seem like its one bad thing after another.  So it’s especially nice to have something to celebrate for a change!

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• Alison commented on Keeping The Faith I love how honest this is. It’s hard to talk about faith. I never knew what to think when it came to
• Mela Eckenfels commented on Freedom Drive Hey, I would like to donate some bucks for your dream of mobility, but giveforward.org is a failure
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Sometimes in the face of adversity you just have to stand tall.

My doctor woke me up on Sunday morning to tell me that I may have a blood disorder – Polycythemia. Unless there’s been a mistake either with the lab or the blood draw itself, I am making too many red blood cells and my iron is much too high. He was hesitant to tell me what might be causing it, but if the repeat test I got today still comes back high he wants me to go see a Hematologist. I looked it up myself and the possibilities of the causes are rather frightening… ranging from cancer to a terminal illness to kidney disease.  Needless to say I’ve been feeling rather anxious about it.

In addition, I’ve started tapering my Prednisone dose again post face drooping.  My neurological symptoms of my brain inflammation have been coming right back.  My tremor especially has been so bad I am having trouble doing simple tasks.  It’s so frustrating I just want to cry.

So this evening talking to Melissa, my caregiver, about it I broke down.  I’m so tired of it being one thing after another!  It’s two steps forward one three steps back.  So I decided to take a stand.  Literally.  I wanted to see how long if at all I could bare the joint pain I get while standing.

We turned my wheelchair around so I could use the back of it to hold myself up, and Melissa sat in the chair to help weigh it down so it wouldn’t tip.  Trembling I slowly pulled myself to my feet.  It was agony.  But I shifted my weight until I found a bearable “sweet spot”.  And then I stood there for a over a minute!

It was excruciating and exhausting.  I needed to lay down afterward and take some extra pain medication.  But the victory was well worth it!  I stood for longer than I’ve been able to in over a year! I showed my illness who is boss!

I still have high hopes that the Sjogren’s specialist I’m seeing on November 9th will have some new treatment options for me that will significantly help my joint pain and neurological symptoms.  But in the meantime, I will continue to take a stand against my illness.

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• Alison commented on Wheelchair Dance What an great blog! I used to dance to that song (turn around) alone in my room in 7th grade. And yo
• WackyLisa commented on Wheelchair Dance You’ve reminded me of how much fun I had at a workshop put on by AXIS Dance during college. I don’t
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Part of dealing being chronically ill is learning to smile through the hard times.  But right now though I’m having a hard time doing even that.

On Monday night, when I went to take my DailyMugShot, I wasn’t satisfied with my first, second, or even third attempts at my picture.  My smile was crooked in all of them.  Finally I realized that no amount of retakes would correct the problem.  I couldn’t make my face smile evenly on the left side.  In fact, the whole left side of my face was drooping slightly and my pupils were unevenly dilated.

I tried not to panic.  I looked back at my older daily pictures and noticed that this had been going on all week and getting worse with each picture.

A visit to my neurologist confirmed my suspicions that as I’d been trying to taper my dose of Prednisone my brain inflammation was returning.  So now I’m back up on an even higher dose of Prednisone to try and get it back under control.

In the meantime, I’m trying to continue to smile through the hard times.  Even if my smile is a crooked one.

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