A chronic illness is what the Doctor said.
A chronic illness means “forever”.
Chronic illness means some days my legs are so weak I can barely stand or a gentle bump and I am falling.
A chronic illness means pain hissing in the background so subtle my mind ignores it.
A chronic illness means pain that screams inside of me until it escapes through my tears.
A chronic illness means no cure and no understanding.
A chronic illness means drugs. Drugs for breakfast. Drugs with food. Drugs as a midnight snack.
A chronic illness means managing stress. Nope, not managing stress, no longer accepting stress as the only way.
A chronic illness means broken promises. I will tell you I will be there but when the time comes the most I can manage is lying under a blanket wondering how I will know when it is time to go to the hospital.
A chronic illness means traveling from a contributing member of my community to being a pariah. No longer useful or wanted by the People.
A chronic illness means pushing my physical limitations. I walk for ten minutes and if that does not hurt too much I am going to run like a bear is chasing me.
A chronic illness means organic vegetables, no sugar and nutrition is a priority. It felt like a death sentence because I like candy and vegetables, not so much.
A chronic illness means that the diet of my ancestors is what is best for me. Moose meat, fresh fish and berries equals less pain days.