If you have been following along with this blog for any length of time, you know that I tend to take extended social media breaks, and I am just coming out of one of those periods now. Sometimes it just gets to be too much, and with all of the constant news coverage of Coronavirus and President Trump’s actions, I took a much-needed sabbatical. I haven’t watched a newscast in 3 months. I have perused the daily headlines and nothing more!
Since my last post, I up and moved my family clear across the country to rural Washington State to avoid COVID-19 in Florida. Looking at their current coronavirus stats, I’m confident that we made the right decision.
My husband and I were both lucky enough to find jobs within 2 weeks of moving here, but after only 2 months, my new doctor highly recommended that I not work with the public at this time, and I reluctantly followed her advice. So, now I am a stay-at-home autoimmune warrior for the time being. Honestly, I am very frustrated by the whole situation, but recently I learned to make my health a priority, even if that means sacrificing the things that I really want to do.
In the last 6 weeks, I went through one Hell of a health scare. I was having excruciating pain ripping through my upper right quadrant, causing me severe nausea and occasionally vomiting. My mental health began to be affected. My poor, sweet husband was so worried that he wanted to send me to the hospital, but there was an added fear of going to the hospital with COVID-19 still going on. Ugh… It was definitely the worse flare of my life. I’m certain that it was caused by me losing my insurance and medication coverage. Within a week of getting everything settled and restarting my medications, the flare magically stopped. I learned an important lesson when I went 2 months without my meds. Never again!
Aside from my medical fiasco and flare, life in Washington has been quite peaceful. We chose Washington State because my best friend lives out here and made us an offer that we just could not refuse. We got here the first week of April and boy, was it an adjustment period for me. First off, Washington is much colder than anywhere else that I have ever lived. I have Raynaud’s and the colder environment is definitely an obstacle. I fear what this Winter is going to be like for me. I can barely function in any temperature below 65 degrees and now I live in a state that gets snow every single year.
Life in a rural area has given me a lot of time to think, ponder and assess my life. I’ve had a lot of time to weigh out what things in life are important, and which ones are just not worth the fight. I have had to distance from and let go of some people in my life that were just too toxic, and even though it’s for a good reason, it still hurt like Hell. I’m definitely going through another adjustment period in life, but I’m okay with that. Life is a constant adjustment, and I am finally learning to be okay with that.
Until next time… stay strong my autoimmune warriors