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Wednesday
Nov222006

waiting (week three)

It feels strange to be spending so much time away from this page that is like a second home to me. It feels strange not to be taking pictures and posting them, talking about all the good things I am enjoying, and thinking about “what am I going to post on my blog today?” This is the third week of this new life of having a “health condition” and it seems to fill most of my time. I also started working again this week (after not working for over two weeks for first personal reasons, time with friends, and then health reasons). These three weeks have been full of lots of different appointments, physical and emotional experiences, phone conversations, and other stuff…

The first week was filled with illness and pain and fever and fear. Having a fever for over a week does a number to the body. Feeling discombobulated, dizzy, achy, and out of sorts in the midst of not knowing what is wrong with you is something I hadn’t ever experienced. I was also in some extreme pain that was not the usual for the general diagnosis I had been given at that point. I have a new understanding of illness and pain now. I have a new understanding of the idea that one has to fight for one’s own health care. In the midst of feeling so awful, I had to insist someone listen to me—that even though my symptoms were not “usual,” I had to insist that I know my body. And finally, someone did listen.

The second week was filled with doctor’s appointments and waiting and feeling better physically even if some things didn’t change. After the first doctor I met with during this second week was more concerned with more tests and less concerned with how I was feeling, I called my primary care physician’s office and again expressed my concerns about how I was feeling physically. And after lots of insisting and talking and talking some more, I was put on an antibiotic by a new doctor, a woman, who is now my primary care physician. Even though it seems that it is possible that some of these symptoms may not have been connected and I might even have something secondary going on, I have learned that you must call and call until someone listens to you. Luckily, I didn’t have to resort to going to my primary care physician’s office and sitting there until someone helped me. My fever was so high, I wouldn’t have been able to drive myself anyway. After a few days on the antibiotic, I began to physically feel better. After meeting with my new primary care physician, I felt even better because someone was listening to me. Listening TO me.

The third week has been full of a more tests, more waiting, and deep breaths. I had to undergo a test that was to take ten minutes that instead took ninety. I have learned I am slightly claustrophobic (especially when three people are standing over me and I cannot talk or move). This has become a lesson in my biggest fears: not being able to express myself, not being able to control my physical space (and in some ways my physical body or what is being done “to” it), not having any answers, not even knowing the right questions to ask (or even being able to ask the questions), and on and on. And the important lesson of waiting. And learning what is about me and what isn’t and beginning to feel my way through the difference.

On Monday evening, when I was recovering from Monday’s experience of the test that lasted longer than planned, Jon and I watched a couple episodes of House. The same four DVDs from Netflix have been sitting next to our television for several weeks now. I somehow put things into the queue that I simply did not want to watch during this time of resting and waiting. And, House, well, House I didn’t want to watch most of all. I didn’t want to see some patient with similar symptoms as mine suddenly have boils on her body or some scary thing (no, I have not had boils). In the episode we watched, one of House’s colleagues was with an older male patient in the clinic. Suddenly House and three other doctors come into the room and started talking about symptoms and tests and “what can it be?” etc. The patient’s eyes were getting wider and wider until he heard, “but he is only 12 years old.” The patient whispered, “oh, it isn’t about me.”

I started laughing and said to Jon, “that is one of my all-time favorite TV moments.” The fear and confusion and the sudden beautiful understanding. It isn’t about me. Nope. Sometimes it isn’t.

I am sure it may seem odd to some that I am not sharing the specifics of what is going on with me. I apologize if that irritates or seems odd. At this point, this is what I feel comfortable with. When my grandmother passed away, I learned that people share a lot of platitudes because they do not know what to say. And they are also moved to tell you about a lot of their own experiences. And sometimes this is really, really helpful, and sometimes…not so much. Because we are in the midst of understanding what is going on for me…and it might not be a big deal (even if the tests to determine this are a big deal at times, at least to me) and it might be kind of a big deal or somewhere in the middle. Although I appreciate that someone’s uncle’s friend’s sister went through the same thing or the boyfriend of a second cousin had something similar six years ago this Christmas…those people are not me. And so far, I have learned that my “case” isn’t following the usual anyway. Last week, Jon had to listen to someone at his school share horror stories of something similar. Yep. Not so much helpful. I truly appreciate that the way we find common ground and understanding is to share our stories (anyone who visits this little spot regularly knows I am all about the stories), but right now, I am just taking this day by day and waiting. So instead of adding to hope or fear, I have realized that just sitting beside me and nodding and lighting a candle and breathing is what I am really looking for from others. First-hand experiences (like “my wife had this same thing last year” and “I went through something similar a few weeks ago)…yes, those are really helpful and I do want to share that I appreciate those very much.

So Week Three is all about waiting. Luckily it is all about turkey and mashed potatoes and gratitude, too. Even if that makes the waiting longer, it is nice to eat some good food, meet some new people (which is what we will be doing tomorrow), eat some more good food (when we make Thanksgiving ourselves Friday because we want the leftovers and I actually love making it all but wanted to get out of the house tomorrow), recognize the reasons we are thankful…oh and start listening to Christmas music!

Reader Comments (19)

Yea! Have a great day tomorrow! You've been in my thoughts all day, and I'm glad to see you back in your 'home away from home.'

November 22, 2006 | Unregistered Commenterpepektheassassin

I support you in not sharing everything that is going on. I will light a candle and think of you tonight, dear one. Happy thanksgiving...blessings to you!

November 22, 2006 | Unregistered Commentera m y

Sending hope, prayers and good thoughts your way! Get rest, lots of rest, and let your body work on what it can at this point.

Blessings . . .

November 22, 2006 | Unregistered CommenterKim G.

Well one of the things I will be grateful for this Thanksgiving is this wondeeful blog of yours and the beautiful spirit that creates it every day. I know the waiting has to be tough. I will be glad when this is all behind you and you can redevote your energies to your writing, poetry, and all you love full swing again. In the meantime, be extra, extra good and kind to you!!

November 22, 2006 | Unregistered CommenterAlexandra S

I hope you have a wonderful Thanksgiving day, full of joy and fun, and free of pain and worry. {{{Liz}}}

November 22, 2006 | Unregistered CommenterDeb R

However you spend it, hope it's a kind, relaxing Thanksgiving for you.

November 23, 2006 | Unregistered CommenterMarilyn

sweetie,
you don't have to say
anything more than
what you want to say...
that is why this is your
(wonderful) blog...
and i think your reasoning
is very wise.

i hope you have a fantastic
thanksgiving and all that goes
with it...
and i've been listening
to christmas music
since the 2nd week of november.
get the new sarah mclachlan
christmas cd...you will thank me
:)

November 23, 2006 | Unregistered Commentergkgirl

They start Christmas in September in the Philippines, the decorations, the carols, fireworks--and it lasts through January! Happy Holidays to you and Jon! Now, I have to go and cook a turkey, etc.

November 23, 2006 | Unregistered Commenterpepektheassassin

sending you wishes for a wonderful thanksgiving ... and warm hugs ...

November 23, 2006 | Unregistered Commenterblackdaisies

Just know you're in my thoughts daily. Thanks for checking in with us :-)

Enjoy the firstovers and the leftovers!

November 23, 2006 | Unregistered CommenterStar

I so understand not wanting to share the specifics. It's amazing how the horror stories can outnumber the happy-ever-after stories. And really, sweetie, it's all about what you need right now. Those of us who love and adore you will light candles and send good thoughts and sit with you any way you need. So, eat some good food today and laugh as often as you can and get lots of hugs. I'm sending one to you now.

November 23, 2006 | Unregistered Commenterdeirdre

Male doctors, phooey. They tell a woman it's all in her head and she just wants attention. nincompoops.
Thank goodness there are more women becoming doctors. my doctor is a woman too.

November 23, 2006 | Unregistered Commentersilverlight

Hugs and love to you Liz. You've been in my thoughts and prayers and you just keep writing whatever you feel comfortable with, and we'll keep coming here to read.
It's amazing what a delicious Thanksgiving dinner and left-overs can do for us isn't it? I even made a nice dinner that everyone praised, who knew? (=

xoxo

November 24, 2006 | Unregistered Commenteracumamakiki

Lighting a candle and sitting beside you--

~bluepoppy

November 24, 2006 | Unregistered CommenterAnonymous

Hope you had a lovely, peaceful holiday and feel all better soon.
XO,
Melba

November 24, 2006 | Unregistered Commentermelba

No stories. No advice. No sage wisdom. Just sending you good vibes and holding you in my thoughts.

November 24, 2006 | Unregistered CommenterJamie

i'm here, sitting beside you, sending you loving, healing, positive energy

November 26, 2006 | Unregistered Commenterla vie en rose

Hi Liz,
The waiting is tough, isn't it? I understand not wanting to talk specifics. I kept things to myself a couple years ago when I had back surgery because I didn't want someone else's experience to cloud my own judgment of what I needed to do. Listening to your own intuition is so important at a time like this...like you said, knowing your own body and making the right decisions for you. Sending all good thoughts your way. --Robin

November 26, 2006 | Unregistered CommenterR's Musings

Hi. I've been a silent reader since finding Poetry Thursday a few weeks ago. After reading this post, I just had to stop lurking long enough to say wow! Anyone who can endure all of the stress that you are and can still end with that final paragraph of "turkey and mashed potatoes and gratitude" obviously has a great attitude and outlook! I have a feeling that you will end up transforming your health problems into a springboard to personal growth and inspiration (nevertheless I certainly do hope you the speediest of resolutions to your health problems!!). Best of luck.

November 27, 2006 | Unregistered CommenterJon

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