About This Blog

My blog shares my recovery journey from childhood abuse to living with mental illness. I've been involved in twelve step groups and therapy since 1982. I accepted Jesus as my Savior in 1988. To the best of my ability, I have followed where He wants me to go and what He wants me to do. Maybe you'll find the hope and strength you need through what I write. Maybe you want to stop hurting yourself. Maybe you have a friend who needs help and can benefit from my story. I was newly disabled when I asked God this question: "What do you want me to do with my life?" I closed my eyes and paused for a few moments to still my mind. This is what I sensed from Him: "Amy, I want you to write your story to bring hope and healing to those who are still suffering." And that's exactly what I am doing!

Friday, April 25, 2014

Symptoms from Medicine Changes?

This week I've depended on God to help me discern physical symptoms derived from medicine changes vs stress or other physical contributors.  What my body did was new.  I'm not sure exactly which category the weirdness belongs in.

In either case, the potential was swelling of the brain, a stroke or a brain tumor.  Thankfully the CT Scan showed none of these.  But did that really matter?  Not much.

Don't get me wrong.  I'm very grateful I don't have any of those.  It's just that there are days when my shaking is very noticeable and I wish I had a diagnosis for it.  There are days my head hurts so bad I wish I had a different diagnosis than Chronic Migraine Headaches.  I know I have a lot of labels for physical and psychological problems.  I guess I wish I could pinpoint them to something concrete.

But at this point, I'll take no new names for things that are bothersome that I can live with.  I'll go to the emergency room like I did and get it checked out - that's the right thing to do.  If I walk out of there with no answer as to why it happened or a new diagnosis, I'll be okay with it.

Yeah, it still bothers me.
How long will I let it bother me?
Until it's done, I guess.

I know God has a purpose for everything that passes through His hands
I just wish He'd give me a heads up once in awhile.