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I do not know how it feels to not have pain; every second of my life is filled with it. Not a inch of my body is spared.
In stead, it seems like the different parts of my body are cooperating; not cooperating to work as a properly functioning body should though. No, there seems to be a complot, a dark twist to the story, a cooperation to cause me as much pain as possible.
Like a peloton, they each take turns being the leader; the strongest pain seems to jump from limb to limb.
Today my knees are in charge, they are swollen and it hurts to move, it hurts to walk.
It hurts to sit.
It hurts to bend.
It hurts.
My knees are screaming for my attention, but it's like listening to a baby cry; you know there is something it needs, but you have no idea what. I wish my knees could simply tell me what they needed, what would lift their mood. Is it warmth or do they need ice? Do they want rest; to keep still, or do they want to see the world and move around.
I do not know how it feels to not have pain. It hurts.
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The story behind this? While Autumn is starting on this side of the planet, so is spring on the southern hemisphere. It's the circle of life; a dawn, a death, always changing, never the same.
I feel like some of us in the chronic illness society are like butterflies. We go inside for the winter, hardly go outside and are inside our own, safe, warm cocoon. In the spring we go outside more and try to start up our life in the outside world again; in the summer we live and fly, only to have the cycle start again in the autumn.
I cannot go out easily in the winter; my Raynaud's is too severe and I will cause damage to my hands and feet. I am limited to my own house and have to arrange people to come by me. It's hard for people to grasp this, because I am somewhat mobile in the summer; I can walk for short distances or I can ride my bike. In the winter, going outside for as little as five minutes can cause me agonizing pain, causing me to scream, cry and sometimes faint.
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A small test shot for a photo I've been thinking about for a little while.
Today was fun. I kept my productivity going and Mattijs and I went out for dinner.
My whole room is covered in moss now. Oops.
Its crazy it took so long to diagnose Morbus Behcet it affects the whole body it can be life threating too but with the help of Medication you can have a normal life and i feel better with Medication cant rly work full time like before but i am greatful for every day that i wake up and can breath and walk by myself so happy and blessed i know God is testing every human every soul with another destiny some have to deal with illness or with Poor life or Rich life its all a test life is temporary just never forget that your home is not this earth there is a other world which we hope that in the other world is just peace and no illness just gods garden.
I am also dealing with Hashimoto Disase Behcets Disase, Scoliosis, Disc Herniations cause of hard work also having Glaucoma since child had a Optic Neurities Optic Atrophy cause of Behcets also some more but still fighting cause life is worth some cant life we must take this as a gift to stand and wake up everyday.
We are passionate about bringing a relaxed approach while creating beautiful, natural and vibrant images.
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We are passionate about bringing a relaxed approach while creating beautiful, natural and vibrant images.
We are passionate about bringing a relaxed approach while creating beautiful, natural and vibrant images.
His face when he saw his new Mac that had just arrived. He had saved up for months. Without him knowing, I sent his money in for it.
We are passionate about bringing a relaxed approach while creating beautiful, natural and vibrant images.
His face when he saw his new Mac that had just arrived. He had saved up for months. Without him knowing, I sent his money in for it.