Part of accepting I have a chronic illness has been learning to hide it from the world. πŸ΅πŸ™ˆπŸ™‰πŸ™ŠπŸ’
I have blood removed in pints and tubes.πŸ€‘πŸ’‰πŸ·
I have fluids replaced though bags called “banana bags”. πŸŒπŸ™Š
I feel awful 23.5 hours of every day. πŸ¦„β˜‚οΈπŸ›Œ
My pharmacist and I are on a first name basis!β›‘πŸŒ‘πŸ’Š
I an sick of saying I am fine. πŸ€•πŸ”ͺ
I don’t make any plans for the future because I have disappointed myself far to many times by canceling. ☠️
When I say “I’ll call you when I feel better” it means you’re no longer on the list of friends who understand I will not get better.⚰️
It really sucks feeling like shit.πŸ’©
I am not depressed.😳
Taking a bath is painful. hot water is painful and exhausting with chronic pain. πŸ”₯❄️
I will not get over it. I am sick of this statement.πŸ’­πŸ₯Š
If you would like to verify this is not caused by childhood trauma please visit me to review my medical records. It is an inherited disease.🀣
Chronic pain is caused by different reasons. I should not have to hide this disease because of everyone else’s shame.🍭🐳
It is called Hereditary Hemochromatosis or Iron Overload.πŸ‹οΈπŸ‹οΈβ€β™€οΈ
Click the follow me button to follow my saga. I promise it is not a sad journey…. 🎱 

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