I have so much to be thankful for this year. This time last year I was sick. Not in a comical, stuffy nose, cold sort of way but in a gaunt, pale, underweight, I'm not sure how much longer I can do this, kind of way.
My eyes had started to malfunction, I had a limp, I couldn't feel most of my extremities all that well, I was passing out constantly, I was underweight and unable to eat for months, I couldn't remember how to fold a shirt or how to drive to someone's house who had lived there for years. Every breath required effort, and I was limited to one short outing before I had to go home to take a several hour nap. I was falling asleep every time I stopped moving, and was nearly wheelchair bound. I had lost my job, and was about this close to losing my sanity. Months upon months of doctors telling me it was depression, it was this, it was that. Trigger point injections, nerve blocks, lidocaine infusion therapy, acupuncture, massage therapy, chiropractor, physical therapy, pain meds, I had tried everything, and nothing had worked. I was regularly staying awake for 35 hours because the pain had kept me from sleeping, and I didn't recognize myself in the mirror anymore.
This year, I graduated with an associates, got a job that I will have worked consistently for a year, come January, something my health had never allowed.I will be buying my first car soon, and I am slowly but surely cracking out a bachelors degree. This year I found myself, where I had lost myself in the empty shell that I had become after over a year of declining health. I have gotten my life back, and for that I have my doctor to thank. I will never forget the moment my mother looked him in the eye and tearfully exclaimed "You gave me my daughter back."
I can honestly say that man saved my life. He looked at me, a drowning woman, desperately wanted to be heard, desperately wanting an answer, DESPERATELY avoiding filing for disability at the age of 22. Because of him I have accomplished so much, and overcome even more, and I doubt he will ever understand how much of an impact he has made on my life. There was a time I was so terrified. Terrified of trying to survive the next minute, the next hour, the next day, because I knew my symptoms would only get worse, and there would be no respite from it.
I am so thankful to have my family and friends, who have seen me through so many dark days, and tearful, pain-filled nights, and held my pain through torturous medical procedures. You have helped me survive this long, and have helped me overcome so much, and for that I am so grateful.
So in conclusion, yes, I have a lot to be thankful for.