Chronic Illness: The Hardest Thing to Deal with Growing Up

The hardest thing to deal with growing up with chronic pain was doctor’s telling me it was all in my head. Try telling a child to just relax because I was just stressing. Excuse me, doctor what could I be stressing about I’m 14 years old. He started thinking of ways, “Maybe, did someone die in the family?” I just laughed as my mother just shook her head.

He thought I was there to seek attention because I wasn’t getting enough at home. Give me a break, we don’t choose to be sick. I felt like he was putting me in a box because I was young like young people don’t get ill. Sickness has no age. This doctor had so much evidence and he still couldn’t think outside the box. One thing he could do was prescribe me with tons of medicine.

I never once got sent to a specialist because they wanted to experiment on me themselves. What finally got them to wonder about me was that I could barely walk from door to door and couldn’t stand up straight. By the time they wanted to do something my flare was over for that moment after a long 8 months. It wasn’t in my head, our invisible illnesses aren’t real until they become visible to most but to us they are visible on the first day.

I am so glad that young children don’t have to go through this, they have great doctors now who care so much for the child’s well-being. It’s never easy missing out on school and fun activities because your body can’t handle it. One thing for sure it’s always good to know that someone cares.

Have a Bless Day!

Always Shawna

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8 thoughts on “Chronic Illness: The Hardest Thing to Deal with Growing Up

  1. Rod Noggle

    Shawna, I wonder how many in our churches suffer from the opposite; they show a smile outward, telling you they are great, but inside they have a hurting heart. Keep up the great writing!

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  2. Candace L Stauber

    I’m glad you haven’t suffered as long as I did before figuring it all out. My parent thought I was lazy, the doctors put glasses on me when I didn’t need them, the other doctors told me I was a hypochondriac, I went through 2 marriages because they thought I was faking things. We don’t choose these invisible illnesses. Finally, at 50, I was diagnosed with Fibromyalgia and not until I was 65 with celiac. At least the puzzle pieces are coming together and mentally I’m finding peace and knowing how to handle things. Take care.

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    1. AlwaysShawna

      Wow! Not until 50, I was also given glasses because of the blurred vision I kept getting but glasses only made it worse. The worse thing to have is a spouse who doesn’t believe you smh sickness and in health. I’m glad all the puzzles are coming together for you. Blessings

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  3. cherished79

    Great post, I had a narcissistic mother who told me whenever I stated I had a headache to “deal with it, it can’t be that bad”. I’ve had migraines all of my life now they are chronic migraines and I guess I do still have to deal with it, but some empathy shown when I was a kid would have been comforting.

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