HELLOOO!!!! If the internet didn't exist... and maybe you can agree with me on this one... I think I would be lost within this disease. Every second of every day for the rest of my life, I know I will be in pain. I know this, because I do not remember even one day without being in pain, and it has grown worse over time.
The internet has allowed me to actually find other people 'out there' who suffer from a lot of the same things I have to deal with everyday. The group EhlersDanlosSyndrome has allowed a good handful of us to ask questions and finally figure out things that would have otherwise been impossible.
Yes, I know. The 'myspace group' isn't the first Ehlers-Danlos Syndrome suffers' place for conversing... but... I strongly believe myspace is part of "OUR" generation.
For some reason, myspace makes me feel more comfortable to talk about things and actually speak up. We are all around the same age and have gone through practically the same things. Also, it doesn't cost anything! And the greater part of you are from America (no offense to the U.K. haha I am a relative of Diana).... but before I would read about this doctor and that doctor.. but they were all in England!
I have been to a number of doctors for this in the past 10 years, and EVERY visit ended up being a let down. You don't want that, trust me. With this group... which means, with all of you, I realized that most of the power to fight this disease is within us, not the doctors. Which is actually a huge realization.
So maybe you may have stumbled upon this page, or you might possibly know one of us, or you suffer from EDS.... but we are practically helpless. Most of the money going into EDS is for prevention.. which is fine!!! I don't want my kids to have this.... but... having this..... .... sucks.
I'm Dizzy... and I got the idea to start this page while talking with Isaac. (he's next to me on the top 8) The two of us have started this page, he owns it, too.... because we along with a couple of you, realized that maybe if we speak up, somebody will hear us.... and hopefully help us in some sort of way.
Everyday I hear about someone who has some sort of disease... that was caused by actions that they did!!!!!! ... This is not an easy thing to live with at all. Everyday is at question... and we've lost all hope with doctors.
Instead of rich people giving money to the fat, or the ones with cancer in cases where the person with it definately caused it.. it would be refreshing to have someone help out an 11 year old boy or girl, that is made fun of in school, cannot participate in anything active (most of the time, it's when they were active their whole life... so they are ripped out of their lifestyle)... and noone believes that they are in pain, and they cry themselves to sleep everynight just wishing for the pain to STOP. Wanting something to stop hurting.. for just one second... is a really sad thing to ask for. People may know you have some sort of 'disease'... but even loved ones will forget that you suffer every second, and a best friend or boy friend will get 'mad' at you if you cannot 'live up to par'!!! For something that you, yourself hate more than anything.
I have been told by doctors... that.. "you are special".
Who the hell, has multiple doctors tell you that? This isn't a made up disease. It is on my mind probably 98% of the day, no lie. It's suffering. It's being misunderstood. It's being looked at as "you are just asking for attention". oh.. and "You don't look sick".
Who I'd like to meet? Anyone. And anyone that can agree to anything I just said... or anyone that can stop for a second, and realize that some people... have to live their ONE LIFE with such alienation.
There are a lot of 'sad parts' about all of this... but for some reason, my heart goes out to the young person, that doesn't know what is wrong with them... they feel lost.... alone... no one believes them... doctors are misdiagnosing them... giving them freakin meds.... all either before being diagnosed or shortly after... where they have to live a completely different life than their classmates.
We all look completely normal... so you would not know I had this unless I brought it up (which I hate having to do, cuz then people pity you for that minute... ) but.. we look normal... when really, I feel everything but that.
We plan to have a lot come out of this. Maybe myspace is just the first step, but damn... I don't feel as alone anymore. Soon, we plan on having anybody who wants to.. tell their story. I say mo about that later. :)