My disease/ dads disease
Greg
My prayer life has been wrestling with God and this physical disease. I see my dad walking through and me starting to physically feel more of the consequences.Constant pain. I had been out a pretty bad place thinking of my future with the disease and my dad‘s pain. He has been in a constant cycle with for the past 2-3 decades. I have been praying and grieving and asking for healing more this week than ever.
And the cool thing is
Every time I looked out my window. I was reminded that someone else was going to battle for him
I was thinking about dads disease and praying for him. Really praying for his release of this horrible pain cycle. And Jesus and I ended up talking about my experience with my pain. I have tried to manage the inflammation and pain with diet and exercise. I think yoga. The last six months has saved it and gave me so much mobility back. Just moving to a more physically mobile job and having less stress has allowed me the time to really focus on my health, but my body is so inflamed it feels like knives going in C2-3, T3 and T4 and my sacroiliac joint (where my pelvis connects to my back). It feels like the heaviest most painful blanket and it hurts body. I do think my obsession with keeping the inflammation down and allowed me to feel better. More clearity in my brain. When my body flares, my mind flares which is brain fog fatigue and depression/ anxiety. In the mental stuff comes from the physical stuff. This pain and stiffness makes you want to crawl out of my body. And it winds up so tight that it feels like it’s hard to breath. The rib pain makes me short of breath. But thank God moving here too away my external stress because going to the classes at lifetime mixed with eating to lesson inflammation has been awesome. The peptides have helped a little but it’s still hard to move without this suffocating band of pain around my ribs. The only time I can get out of the pain is when I do hot yoga and sauna and that gives me a few hours of relief after. Does wonders for my mind.
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