Through my chronic illness, I have come to realize how crucial it is to have faith.  When most people think of the word “faith” they think religion, but there are so many other aspects to keeping faith alive in your life through dark and difficult times.  In fact, the word “faith” is merely defined as “confidence or trust in a person or thing.”

I have been blessed with always having a tremendous faith in myself.  Faith that I have the ability to get through anything no matter what life rolls my way.  But oddly enough, I believe my faith in myself stemmed from my childhood traumas.  As a child I was forced into the role of the third parent in my house.  As painful as it was it gave me an inner strength — a knowledge that I was capable of getting through anything if I just believed in myself.

This inner strength and faith in myself was strengthened as I battled depression.  Living for three years with intrusive thoughts on hurting myself or ending my life and yet not acting on them, save three minor occasions, gave me the faith in myself that I could get through anything if I was determined enough.

So when my illness struck, I’ve always had the faith that I can get through this as well.  Though it isn’t always easy… in fact it hardly ever is, I have kept the faith in myself that I am a strong enough person to deal with whatever I find in front of me.  And that faith has gotten me through the endless doctors appointments and tests, the six and half years of searching for a diagnosis, the prolonged hospitalizations, adjusting to life in a wheelchair, and the daily struggle to keep a positive attitude despite my pain and other limitations.

I have also learned how important it is to keep faith that things will get better, that I will get better.  I have to have faith that I will find a treatment or even a cure that will allow me to live a more normal life again in the future.  This faith that things will be more than okay — faith that things will get better sustains me during my darkest hours.

And then there’s faith that I have in others.  I don’t keep my illness private.  Through this blog, through the people I meet and share my story with, I share my journey with the world.  And I have to have faith in people.  That they will understand.  That they will be there for me.  And though I sometimes find myself disappointed, overall I find that when I put my faith in others they rise to the occasion.  It’s as if they were waiting for me to put my faith in them.  Waiting for me to put my blind trust and confidence in them, and they respond by being there for me in more ways than I can count.  And I am so blessed and grateful for this.

Finally there is the ultimate faith.  The kind you have despite the lack of evidence or proof.  Faith in God.  Though I try to keep this blog secular, I feel I would be amiss if I didn’t share this part of my journey.  Though I was raised Reform Jewish, it never really resonated with me.  It is a beautiful religion, but through it was hadn’t found the close connection to God I’ve so desperately craved especially in the last few years as I’ve struggled with my illness.  I’ve tried out several different churches over the years.  I was going to a Universalist Unitarian church for a while, and though I loved the people and how open they were, I still didn’t find what I was looking for in terms of a close and personal relationship with God.  Finally, two Sundays ago I went to a Church of Jesus Christ of Latter Day Saints or Mormon church with a friend.  There I finally found what I had been searching for.  I have found the faith in God that I had been seeking.  I realized I had it all along.  I’ve prayed for a long time to find this closeness to God that I now finally feel, but I never expected to find it through Christ, and yet there it is.  And as surprising as it is to my friends, family, and even myself, I am getting baptized in a month.    And so I am really excited to embark on this new journey of faith.

Faith is so important no matter what form it takes.  When you are suffering physical pain all the time what else do you have to turn to but some sort of faith that things will be okay.  Whether it comes from within or from others or from God, faith is what has sustained me through my battle with chronic illness.

Appearances can be deceiving with a chronic illness.  Looking at a person you usually can’t even begin to see what they are going through.  Sometimes even your doctor can’t see what’s right in front of them.  Sometimes you have to spell it out for them.  Especially when you have a lot of symptoms and medical problems, I’ve found it extremely helpful to bring your doctor a printed list summarizing your medical history and list of symptoms broken down by category.

This serves another purpose as well.  When you have an unexpected and most unwelcome flare of autoimmune pancreatitis pain, you can distract yourself by making it into art while you wait for your pain meds to kick in!

Head over to Wordle to try it out for yourself (and feel free to link me in the comments).

When you are faced everyday with a chronic illness, it is easy to find your life suddenly defined by the things you can’t do which is why its why its all the more important to remember to find things you can do.

It can be little things you still can take pleasure in.  For me it is things scrapbooking, writing this blog, reading a good book.  But sometimes you have to dream big and push yourself.  Sometimes you have to WRITE a good book.

There are a lot of things I really can’t do.  So many things I gave up due to my illnesses.  I no longer can go hiking or play tennis.  I can’t even go out in the sun much due to sun sensitivity.  Before I got sick I dreamed of being a filmmaker and was attending University of Southern California’s film school in pursuit of that dream.  Sadly illness and the financial hardship that often comes with made me a college drop out.  I used to love acting and community theater… another passion I’ve had to let fall by the wayside.

But it hasn’t been all giving things up.  My illness has made me push myself to find new ways to stimulate, entertain, and express myself.  I discovered my passion for scrapbooking and other crafts.  With nothing to do but sit at my computer all day long, I learned I had a knack for the technical .  Now I can build websites and social networks from bed.  I got involved in alternate reality games as a player and later as a game designer.  Through these games I found an online community of the most supportive, caring, and talented people I know who I feel fortunate to call my friends.  Friends that have accepted me illness and all.  I started writing this blog and rediscovered my passion for writing.

Which is why next month I am going to push myself once more.  Next month is National Novel Writing Month, and I have signed myself up for the second year in a row.  And along with the other participants, I am going to try and write an entire novel in a month.

It is scary to announce this here on this blog because now I am in a way accountable to someone other than myself.  But I think that will be a good thing as last year I barely managed to write 1000 words.  Last year, I was fresh out of a 6 week hospitalization, but my novel succumbed to the pain and the fatigue and the brain fog.  I am worried that I won’t be able to concentrate this year.  That the pain will be too distracting.  That I’ll be too tired.  But then I remember all the things I have already given up and all the things I have gained since this illness began and decide that if I give up trying and I give up the DREAM then I have already lost.

If I don’t end up writing a novel in a month, so be it.  Frankly I would be happy to make a big dent in a rough draft.  Even that would be a huge accomplishment for anyone.  But I’m dreaming big, so I’m going for the whole thing.

During the month of November, I invite you to track my word count as I write on my NaNoWriMo page.  I invite you to cheer me on, or even join me!  If writing a whole novel in a month isn’t you’re thing, I hope you’ll think about the things you’ve given up along the way due to your own pain (physical or otherwise) and all the things you’ve gained along you’re own journey, and still remember how to dream big.

I have a huge passion for scrapbooking!  I do it almost everyday.  I even do it from bed to conserve energy which is in short supply lately.  My caregiver Melissa is also obsessed withscrapbooking , so she helps me with the things I have trouble with.  Cutting straight when my tremor is bad or my the arthritis in my hands is acting up.  Not only doesscrapbooking give me something to do, it’s extremely therapeutic to exercise my creativity.  I’m also making something I will treasure forever.  It can be bittersweet looking back on times when I was healthier and just plain sadscrapbooking pictures from long hospitalizations, but its a part of my life and it’s good to remember.  The good and the bad and the in between.

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I spend a lot of time in my room being ill, so I also enjoy making items to decorate it with.  Over the last few days Melissa and I decoupaged my lapdesk I use to put my keyboard and mouse on while I work at my computer from bed.

Finally I enjoy painting.  I usually use watercolor-colored pencils because they are neat enough to do even from bed.  I like to paint things that symbolize my internal process.  It helps me process the experience of living with a chronic illness.  My often abstract and surrealistic art makes it more tangible.  I think this one I did earlier this week speaks for itself.

As I round out a total of TWO weeks spent in the hospital with this kidney infection nonsense, I thought I’d take a moment to share how I’ve kept myself from going insane with boredom.

1. My first line of defense is and will always be the computer/internet.  Chatting on IRC, AIM, gtalk, YIM, etc with my friends is the best way to spend hours and hours AND not feel lonely at the same time!  The best part is my friends live all over the world, so usually at least one of them is always available if I need to vent or just want to chat.

2. There is nothing like a good book.  Reading has always been a favorite past time of mine.  I’ve been immersed in the Dune series during this hospitalization.  Getting wrapped up in a good book lets me forget my own troubles for a while and be someone else and somewhere else.  When I finish Dune, I plan to read my first ebook on my iphone!

3. And now for some mindless entertainment… Computer games!  I love playing little free flash games especially of the point-and-click and escape variety found in vast quantities on sites like Jay Is Games and LazyLaces.  But I was feeling the need for something a little bit more hard core, so I installed Fable on my latptop and have been playing that when I’ve been bored.

4. Visitors are the best!  When you are in the hospital nothing can replace human contact.  It quickly becomes very lonely in those isolating hosptial rooms.  My mom, dad, sister, and caregiver Melissa have been here most days to keep me company.  Their presense has been a huge comfort and I am very grateful!  Also the hospital has volunteers who sometimes come around and talk to you.  I spent a half hour with a very nice volunteer the other day.  It was really nice to have someone new to talk to.

5. Yesterday Melissa lugged a TON of my scrapbooking stuff to the hospital so I could partake in my VERY favorite activity!  It’s so nice to be creative!  I was exhausted by the time I finished just two pages (even with lots of breaks), but it was well worth it!

6. Finally when I’m totally out of ANYTHING else to do, I can always write a blog entry… or heaven forbid work on my novel !

In other news, I was hoping to go home today, but it doesn’t look like I’ll have the IV antibiotics I need to recieve at home setup in time to go home today.  My doctor thinks I’ll at least be going home by Monday though!  Yay!