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What Have You Accomplished Lately?

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I adulted!!! :D

I couldn't sleep and wanted to cancel a skeery super important series of appointments which would not be wise to show up to all sleep deprived and ragged... But?

- I slept. A reasonable number of hours.
- I got up. A reasonable amount of time before the appointment.
- I got ready. (Which was mostly luck. My pants often go missing while I sleep.)
- I went to the appointments!
- I was there on time :smug: Prepared. Mentally. Physically. Emotionally. Stuff I needed to bring with me? With. Me. :smug: Oh yeah baby!

That I'd miscopied the date, and they're actually on Monday (not today, as my calendar proclaimed) :bag: DOES NOT LESSEN THE VICTORY of having done a completely normal series of things, in the proper order, without catastrophe. Also without resorting to slightly less than reasonable alternatives. (I hear Johannesburg is lovely this time of year.)

Bonus Points? Since I was all dressed up with nowhere to go, I went and set up a meeting at my son's school I've been avoiding for weeks. :eek: Oh yeah. That adapting to changing circumstance and making reasonable use of my time? Was me. <buffs nails on shirt>

Extra Snazzy Super Awesome Cool Points (with a cherry on top)?
Instead of riding a wild wave of "I did it!" :happy: energy and running a few more errands I've been avoiding... (Completely overdoing it to melt down later, judging by my stress cup)... I went home, ate something, changed clothes, self care blah blah blah.

Lost points? Verbing a noun. Is a sea of perfectly-normal-beast success? Pfft.

Yay, adulting!
 
Stopped punishing myself for not meeting my sons unreasonable expectations. Would have had to rewrite my entire history.
I accept me, warts and all. Maybe one day he will. Am perfectly fine if he doesn't. This is MY journey!
Am very proud to be who I am and where I am. So ya, pbfttt on that punishing myself thing. Door closed. Gonna keep on keepin' on!
 
It's been 730 days to this day (2 years/24 months) since I was stuck in the ER on a gurney in some serious pain (gall bladder attack), pumped full of morphine, wondering what the hell I was going to do to stay out from under that damn surgical knife. Misery and pain had followed me for too damn long now and something had to give.

No matter what surgeons say, each organ very clearly has a purpose and I'd like to try to keep all of mine in tact that I humanly and healthily can. I'm reminded of a quote that mentions how surgeons can remove everything but the root cause of an issue. I must say I agree, based solely on my observations, personal research, and direct experience, thus far.

My choice of therapeutic intervention and treatment options came in the form of switching to a whole food plant-based vegan diet, along with eliminating caffeine and alcohol to try to improve my overall health and wellness. I was fully convinced I'd fail and kept trying to talk myself out of it, but was desperate enough to try and was fortunate enough to have the means made readily available and accessible via some amazing folks willing to barter time and skills vs. cash or insurance only. My doc fully supported my efforts as well.

I was convinced I'd die without what I'd been taught I NEEDED to eat/drink to survive, based on alphabet agencies recommendations and higher institutions of learning curriculum. Especially all that cheese, those yummy yogurts, my favorite steak/burger/seafood/chicken/pork/etc., those eggs I loved each morning, my favorite pastries and coffee shop beverages that I used to mistakenly and lovingly refer to as "treats" that are packed full of toxicity my body can't even recognize, those beers I liked to slam or sip on occasion, and those sodas and my morning coffee that I was convinced kept me energized.....oh damn....take anything but my sodas and coffee. YIKES!!!!!!!! Yep. This was the end of life as I knew it and I was anything but enthusiastic about diving in.

Well, here I am, still have my gall bladder, have been able to come off of all prescription meds, have much less pain all over (most days) and much less of me overall, as in 110 lbs. less of me (minus the 20ish pounds I put back on over winter), feeling more alive and vibrant than I thought I ever could again. Energy is more fluid and consistent, sleep is miraculously restored back to my natural circadian rhythm after decades of shift work, inflammation is greatly decreased, brain fog has greatly lifted, no more ongoing severe bouts of supposed IBS and other gastric delights labeled as nervous stomach (unless I eat some of what I used to eat), moods are much more stable, and food preparation and clean-up after meals is much less gross than it used to be. Grateful for being prompted to switch things up albeit painfully, drastically, and rather scarily so.

While discussing surgical intervention, I'd also like to add that I'd been told I would need a complete shoulder replacement to ever feel any pain relief or get restored function in my right shoulder. However, I now have complete range of motion restored and much less pain on that side. Interestingly enough, after requesting a copy of my records, he had clearly noted "No surgical intervention recommended at this time." Ummmmm......hello? After calling him to inquire if he'd switched my records by accident or something, he simply said, "I'm sorry for your misunderstanding of what I said." Grrrrrr........ Yet another medical intervention that greatly lessened my trust in ever fully or confidently believing what I'm told by experts.
 
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