Time passes … And the disease progresses

Again I find myself writing that during all this time things have unfortunately not changed for good.

The disease has gradually invaded my body until pains and symptoms that are sometimes impossible to go unnoticed, because in all this time of absence I have realized with great interest that the disease that everyone calls invisible is not true, or in my opinion, and I apologize if I’m wrong, when one has those pains, that exhaustion of not being able to close the eyes, of the cramps in the toes, those hands that we see and move when we wake up and it is impossible to remove that crimp shows in the face expression.

It is not so far-fetched to realize that we have a face of suffering, of a sad and tired look, of days of a dog’s mood and that does not see it, he who does not want to see it. Unfortunately, my body is like a minefield, where every movement is a sigh of suffering, not even in a bed of a morphine-based hospital were unable that such unbearable pains gave a little truce, so twelve days with their nights overflowing with pain.

But the saddest thing is that there is no one to stop it, in body that enters, it is bent. Many times we may be judged lightly by our physical appearance, by the smile on our face, by wearing some heels, but if she advanced I do not give her the pleasure of anyone compassion, because I do not go out to pity better from home, from my bed, I take the pain inside of not being able to do what I want.

I have learned to live with her because as much as I want … I have no other. A few days I walk half as light as I was, and others grabbed all the places for fear of falling. So day after day and praying that the outbreak did not appear, because when my body enters it is not fear, it is impotence of not being able to do anything, and that in the end brings its consequences, consequences that in my next publication I will be able to tell how I lived a whole year with two daily syncopes.

Thank you for letting me share a little of my story and the photos I always show … think that they are photos and postures that last a moment. With the same love as always 

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