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Post by sunshine78 on Dec 29, 2010 22:56:10 GMT -5
I have to say that I've always appreciated my friends and parents, but it's just amplified, when they come to my rescue, during (yet another, lol) crippling event.
During the last 3 years, I have majorly incapacitated myself at least 5 times, and 3 of those required someone to be there to help me move, get dressed, take me to seek medical care, etc. My mom and dad have happily taken care of me in all of these cases, and my closest friends (not the Bridezilla one I was once friends with, surprise) called regularly to check on me.
I love my friends just for calling to see how I'm feeling. That's precious to me. I try not to whine, but they listen when I do, and that's priceless. Mostly, I just make jokes about being an old woman.
I have told my parents every single day how much I appreciate them playing nurse-maid, because it can't be easy to drop everything to come get someone, and care for them when they either can't move, or can't lift anything. They feed me, turn me over and lift me up when I can't do it myself, help me get dressed, fetch ice gel packs, go get my meds, and smear BenGay where it need be smeared, all the while minding my other issues requiring dietary restrictions. I don't know what I would do without them, besided break my bank account going on disability and hiring a home-care nurse during these episodes, lol. I love them.
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Post by Karen on Dec 29, 2010 23:40:45 GMT -5
Aw, that's awesome, Sunshine! Well, not awesome that you threw your back out, but awesome that when you do, they're there!
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Post by hellsbells on Dec 30, 2010 13:25:38 GMT -5
I try not to bother my mum too much with the stuff she can't do much about, but if I need her, she's there, giving me lifts, getting me shopping, doing the odd bit of housework for me. My brother helps me take care of my gardens, my friends care about me and how I'm feeling. Funny sunshine, I'd thought about starting a thread like this yesterday.
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Post by sunshine78 on Dec 30, 2010 22:50:42 GMT -5
Also, I have to rave for my parents, again - they both treat me very well, during the holidays. I feel spoiled, though according to my mother, I'm not. I got a Wii and Beatles Rock Band, which I'm very, very happy with, and enjoying the hell out of. It's like I'm Ralphie, and I got my BB-gun from Mom, while also being bejeweled. Dad sent me shopping, and I got a proper suit and some other things, like a replacement pair of amethyst studs I lost, a while back.
I do not deserve these people, lol.
But they're mine, and I love them.
And my friends at work - they've come through for me, when people call them as references - nothing but glowing recommendations, which is almost how I landed a job I really wanted, but for the drastic pay cut and long waiting period for real insurance. I really love them, too.
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Post by cherry on Dec 31, 2010 7:08:00 GMT -5
In this 4th period of having endo overthrowing my life in a matter of months, I've seen again how amazing my sister is. She supports me in my darkest hours and keeps me going on the numerous days I've had to spend in bed lately, she does active stuff with me on my good days and gives me little gifts and treats that, if nothing else, remind me of those amazing little things that make life wonderful and that I have her around, the person who has at worst been my reason to keep pushing forward and at best has shown me how to be a better person. She even reminds my older sister and mother of how they've let me down. She doesn't let people brush under the carpet what I've gone through and once again I'm going through. Also I have all of you girls to sympathise and share endo and various other little nuances with! I don't like to think how I'd feel if I didn't have people to share this journey with, I know we learn to cope but I'm a talker and feel so lucky to be able to talk it out with people who know those twinges and the fatigue and the grinding pain and all the emotions that come along with. 2 friends always text to see how I am, Helen and a friend of mine who isn't local now. There's so much value in the fact that people still check on how I'm feeling, despite my rambling and generally unhappy news. Worth their weight in gold and more, and though they're not near, it's the thought that to me right now means more than even a hug! I'll be raising a glass to all of you at midnight, I can say without a doubt it has been the people mentioned in this message that have gotten me through a challenging year.
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Post by hellsbells on Feb 5, 2011 17:43:49 GMT -5
This isn't so much about my endo journey, but just how truly lovely and wonderful my big brother is. He drives me insane at times, can be a bit dim (like trying to mash potato in a colander), but he is the loveliest, most caring guy I know. My heart swells so much for him. I'm snappy with him at times. Sometimes he deserves it, most of the time he doesn't. But he keeps on loving me. He's just awesome.
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Post by cherry on Feb 6, 2011 4:10:54 GMT -5
That's lovely Helen. It's so nice when siblings get along but really something that he's grown over the years into a person you really like and admire rather than just love as family. I feel the same for my sister, she's a great person.
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Post by hellsbells on Feb 6, 2011 6:38:47 GMT -5
He's done so much for my uncle over the years he's been sick, I'm just so proud of him.
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Post by anjibella on Feb 7, 2011 11:04:37 GMT -5
I am so appreciative of my parents: they have been so patient with me, they give me tons of support, and they do everything they can think of to help me feel better. I have become such great friends with them over the past year.
I also am so thankful to my boyfriend. He spends every weekend at my house and takes great care of me when I am having a bad day - he rubs my back, gets me my pills, brings me tea, warms up my heating pads, sits through HOURS of bad TV with me, and never tires of hearing my descriptions of how the pain feels ("Right now, spike-clad ninjas are doing somersaults in my right ovary while simulatenously driving red-hot knitting needles into my hips"). He also doesn't let me sit around feeling sorry for myself - he gets me out of the house, he pushes me to succeed, and he helps me keep it in perspective. I am so thankful.
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Post by painttheseconds on Feb 7, 2011 22:24:29 GMT -5
It was my friends birthday today and he made sure his cake was gluten/soy/dairy free so I could have a piece. Granted it was chocolate, but it was so nice to him to think of me. It meant a lot.
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Post by pretty on Feb 8, 2011 18:54:23 GMT -5
that rocks paint! a friend made me vegan bacon a while back.... I love that when people do stuff like that for us!
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Post by italialynn on Apr 1, 2011 8:55:30 GMT -5
I have to give a "rave" for my husband. He has been over-the-top awesome with my issues lately. I just seriously don't know what I did to deserve him and how on earth after all these years of dealing with this awful disease, he's stood by my side and never wavered. It's been an loooong road of my infertility and constant pain, and I don't know how he deals with me. Lately, he's been cooking dinner more and making me rest. The icing on the cake was last weekend I was trying my best to be intimate, and I literally broke down in the middle of it. I just started bawling because it hurt so bad and because I was so upset that something that should be so wonderful, was causing me so much pain. He just laid there and held me and started crying too (he'd kill me if he knew I was writing this). I just couldn't believe it. It's like it's happening to him too and I hate that. At this point, I honestly don't know how I could go on without him. He's my best friend, and quite frankly, the best person I've ever known and I'm so lucky he's my husband.
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Post by chicagogal2 on Apr 1, 2011 9:34:12 GMT -5
That's awesome to hear! My husband is the same exact way. He's been my rock thru this all and I'm so thankful that he's my husband! I love him so much and he's always there coaching me thru the bad days. He even comes to the potty with me on my worst period days when I can hardly pee and talks me thru things - he's awesome! YAY for awesome husbands!!!
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Post by KSA on Apr 8, 2011 14:39:46 GMT -5
The card says ~Every woman needs one perfect little black dress and one friend she can talk to about anything~12 dozen pink roses came with it & my favorite card. I think I just sent a similar card to Cherry:) I have learned with endometriosis not everyone will always get it. After weeding out the bad seeds I had in my life I have found some awesome friends and family. I am there for them in a minute and they return it right back to me. Not all people are the same but in sickness we kinda need to know who to trust in the bad times. It sometimes makes life seem more secure since with our illness things can be uncertain. It has taken me a while to figure this out and I think I can say I got it and am so happy to have around me helping me. Attachments:
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Post by pretty on Apr 8, 2011 14:47:25 GMT -5
you deserve every petal.
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