It’s the 4 year anniversary of life throwing me a curveball – to put it lightly.
And it seems like I still have to live with chronic for the foreseeable future (though I still have hope for improvement).
I can’t pinpoint a specific time for when I developed chronic pain, as it was a slow and gradual process. But I do have a date for when I tested positive for the Epstein-Barr virus (glandular fever/mononucleosis/kyssesyge), in August 2016. My body hasn’t been the same since. Though it’s not a well-researched area, I’m far from the only one who’s experienced something like this.
It pains me to now read about how a small percentage of people with COVID-19 continue to experience symptoms and fatigue long after the infection is over. I feel for the people who experience this, but also hope this will lead to more research. More understanding for the fact that some people get sick, and then they don’t get well again.
My life circumstances are very different from anything I had ever imagined 4 years ago. But I don’t have a bad life. I’ve done a lot of reflecting, accepting and growing, and I still find moments of joy in every single day.
And my life is also good in ways I never expected. Right now there’s so many wonderful things happening in the lives of the people I love, and I get to share their happiness.
Life is so hard. And life is so beautiful. That’s what I hold on to 🦋