To a certain degree, I followed the fairy tale formula. Had some bumps growing up, got an education, (kept my mom alive, but dad's pretty much AWOL,) found the prince at a sorority party, married the prince 5 years later, traveled, produced the perfect heir to the thrown (which made me a mother-this will be important later) and 10 years after that, the proverbial shit hit the royal fan! One day, my life turned on a dime, and I've been desperately trying to get it back ever since.
Oh dear, this is doesn't look good for our Queenie... |
My condition(s) aren't fatal, but I still can't help but wonder if my fairy tale is over. Is this the part of my story where the Queenie Mum no longer gets mentioned cause she's OMG type sick and doesn't get out much? Or will I have the miracle recovery that will be worthy of a People Magazine cover story or at least inspire a solid Mystery Diagnosis episode? I'm being brutally honest to tell you that it weighs heavily on me. Medical specialists at Mayo Clinic tell me my prognosis is good (whatever that means.) I will likely improve (whatever that means) with time...lots and lots and lots of time. My age is against me (kinda rude), along with the fact that I have multiple ongoing conditions like surgical menopause, Hashimoto's disease, and psoriasis. But the fact that I did gain some ground the year before is a good indicator that I can and will come out of this physical slump. I'm hopeful, but I also feel physically tortured and exhausted every single day now. I don't drive much, it's a major feat to get dressed, it's difficult to concentrate on even the simplest tasks, and exercise is getting harder and harder. I'm weakened, but my will and spirit is not broken. I still believe that my fairy tale will have a happy ending. I will regain my strength, stabilize my health, renew my spirit, and emerge from this crisis the Queenie I was born to be. How do I know this for sure? Simple. I still have my heroic prince, my shining heir, a supportive royal court of family and friends, even MY Queenie mom is still here by my side (take THAT fairy tale mommy killers!!) And deep within my being, I still have the mighty armor that protects me in my darkest hours, every day, every step of the way..I still have hope!
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