Three years ago, shortly after the birth of my child I started to get physical symptoms. Horrible, debilitating symptoms that have floored me some weeks. I have probably seen the gp in excess of 15 times, had multiple tests at the hospital and was still left with no diagnoses. (My gp was absolutely convinced it was all in my head and I just had anxiety.)
I have been desperate to prove my illness tbh. Well today, 3 years and 5 months since the initial symptoms I finally have a diagnoses after further medical testing. I thought I would feel relieved, grateful even… but now I just feel so bloody sad. I’m 33 years old and I have a life changing illness that I could have never predicted. I was completely healthy before this shit! I just feel so bloody unlucky. I want to be normal and reverse the clock! I want to work, and exercise and live.
Posting in the hopes someone else who has been here can tell me the acceptance sets in and you learn to live with your new normal? Just need a slither of hope…