Sharing Our Stories with Those We Trust

Painted Bunting“For no man can tell what in that combat attends us but he that hath been in the battle himself.” ~ John Bunyan, Pilgrim’s Progress

A few years ago I read Grace Stuart’s 1953 memoir, Private World of Pain, chronicling her life-long battle with rheumatoid arthritis (RA) before and after prednisone. Grace was fifty-two and had endured considerable physical pain and disability from RA for over thirty years before prednisone was discovered and available.

If decades of physical pain were not enough, Grace wrote of the emotional pain of chronic illness and disability – particularly the pain of what she called “unkind attention” from others. For those whose words and actions were kind and compassionate, she said this: “It may possibly give them pleasure to know that they brought healing to the wounds they never caused.”

Almost thirty-five years ago I had emergency surgery for a perforated colon that eventually led to a diagnosis of Crohn’s Disease – an autoimmune disease that affects the entire digestive track. I was fortunate that flares responded quickly to treatment and were kept to a minimum following the removal of half my colon.

About a year after that surgery, I left my career in nursing to stay home with our growing family and began homeschooling a few years later. Between homeschooling and eventually caring for my bedridden mother with RA and Parkinson’s dementia full time in our home, I was too busy to care for myself. The only doctor I saw regularly was a gastroenterologist.

Occasionally I’d see a family doctor who would refer me to a rheumatologist for the joint pains and other RA-related symptoms I was experiencing, but each time my symptoms would be dismissed. After years of wasting time and money with no results, I decided to stop seeing any doctor but my gastroenterologist – until the day I couldn’t get out of bed.

It was a couple of weeks before I could get an appointment. My hands, wrists, knees and feet were so inflamed I could barely move. I had pneumonia, my blood pressure was high, and blood work came back highly positive for RA. It usually takes months to get an appointment with a rheumatologist, but the doctor arranged for me to be seen the next day.

Before RA, I’d already experienced a form “unkind attention” when I told others about having Crohn’s Disease, so I usually kept it to myself. It was discouraging to hear from well-meaning, but ill-informed, friends and acquaintances, that I should have more faith, become a vegan, take this or that supplement, or follow the advice of Doctor So-and-So who they heard had discovered the cure for Crohn’s.

I could manage Crohn’s flares without telling anyone, but RA was different. The affects of RA were impossible to hide, and I only invited “unkind attention” by writing about it. Unsolicited advice and uninformed opinions on what I could do to be cured or what I might have done to cause chronic illness was a common reaction. One of the most hurtful was being told that I needed to consider that autoimmune diseases are caused by unconfessed sin.

Like Grace Stuart, I’m grateful for those who “bring healing to the wounds they never cause” by not suggesting a treatment or cure they heard or read about, but by wanting to know how they can help. By asking how I’m doing and looking beyond their own ideas about health, wellness, and the medical and pharmaceutical community to listen with compassion and for understanding.

I know that most people who think they know what will fix me or make me better do so because they care about me and want to see me well, but what they may think is compassion feels more like shame and discouragement. However, I’ve learned to respond with a smile, and to say, “Thank you for sharing that with me.”

Though we continue to hold onto hope for a cure, most of us who have lived with chronic autoimmune diseases for a while have adjusted. We’ve learned how to manage pain on most days and to cope with an array of challenges. While recognizing our limitations, we enjoy a full, satisfying, joyful and grateful life – all the while knowing that this world is not our forever home. As Joni Erikson Tada wrote, “Suffering keeps swelling our feet so earth’s shoes don’t fit.”

Chronic illness is not our identity, but it’s an important part of our story. Sharing those stories – our good days and our bad days – with those we trust, in communities like this one, and wherever the Lord leads us, is one of the ways we can encourage each other to know we’re understood, and to bring healing to the wounds caused by well-meaning, but ill-informed others.


mePatricia Hunter, a freelance writer and photographer, and her husband Louis have 4 grown children, 8 grandchildren, and will celebrate 40 years of marriage this fall. It’s all grace.

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2 Comments Leave a comment

  1. Dearest Pat, You have been a permanent person in my prayers. After reading this, I felt for MY FOREVER FRIEND, a new need to tell you how much I admire you for suffering silently with such pain, and yet contributing daily to the requests you had to fulfill!!! I have a special place in my heart for you because of all that you helped me with as far as my minor physical complaints.
    I know that your fantastic ability to create such beautiful photography was God given. He is soooo good ALL the time in supplying a joyful outlet when necessary!!!
    To my coffee loving first-thing-each-morning FOREVER FRIEND, I will, from now on, pray for your peace each day as I, too, enjoy my first cup!!!!!

    MUCH LOVE,
    JOYCE

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  2. Miss Patricia – I’m so very grateful for not only your friendship and godly sisterhood, but for your merciful grace and how you share God’s truth through the beautiful gentleness of your words and photography.

    Blessings.

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