Costochondritis- Just Because I like it....

Being that I love the outdoors just as much as I love the big city, this video cracked me up.
Cause when you get hit with an invisible illness in your life...it might go a little something like this....

Costochondritis- And Weed

Checked my stats today, someone found my blog via searching for, "will smoking marijuana make my costochondritis worse?" AHHHHHH!!! This blog is drug free.

Quit doing drugs, dude! I'm sorry, I just had to blog it, I couldn't stop myself.

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Costochondritis- Oscar Day

Sundays. I wake up and immediately, and I'm jealous that mere strangers, who probably don't even like kids, are sitting near my 6 nieces and nephews at church, and I'm not. lol. I love those little munchkins. Ages 1-7. They sooooo hold my heart. The 7 year old asks me every week when I'm going to be well so that we can have a slumber party. Melt the aunt!

So I'm chilling here listening to a sermon on CD. I won't lie, it took me a while to want to listen to these. Possibly because I was just pissed I was sick, and partly because I wasn't spending time with God, so I didn't have the desire to listen to these. Can we say hardened heart? That's a yes. Thankfully, I'm in a different place. A perfect place? Nope. Don't believe in those. But in place where I'm sitting at the feet of God and seeking His hand in my life? yes. And does that bring me a lot of peace. You bet, wish I would have done it sooner.

Today's message was all about the purpose of life. And how it's not about how long or short, ill or well we are, but about how we make our Heavenly Father, day by day, moment by moment, decision by decision, the center and honor of our lives. I'm totally butchering it, but it was a beautiful message. Blessed me.

So it's Oscar Day. I love Oscar Day. Usually I'm all about an Oscar Party. This year, it's me, my hubby, and my stuffed bear. That's alright. Both are good company. So in honor of the arts, I leave you with...

The nominees for "ICKIEST Part of an Invisible Illness" are:

10) You realize that Late night McDonald Runs in super hero pajama pants are out.- gasp.
9) No more biker shorts and spin class. It's the only time you can reasonably wear such a trend.
8) You have to throw out hoochie high heels. Sigh. Trying to look sexy in beige crocks is a crock.
7) No more bras. Let's just say that freeing the girls in public is awkward. For everyone.
6) You catch yourself drawn to the home shopping network at 3AM, never a good sign.
5) You begin to look forward to catalog shopping.
4) You began to ponder which sweat pants make you look thinner.
3) You realize that plucking your chin hair is on your "to do" list in place of lunch outings.
2) You began to wear patterned scrunches and think they look trendy, even while off your meds.
1) You think you might be able to handle the senior citizens water aerobic class, and then realize that you can't hang.

Costochondritis- On a Bad Day

So what do you do, in bed, on days when your pain is really bad?

1) Pluck your fuzzy eyebrows- don't make them suffer for your pain
2) Shave your feet - no need for them to look like fuzzy sliipers
3) Watch the movie, Funny Girl, and swim in ice or heat
4) Text your bff and tell her what you had for a snack
5) Blog about Marathons
6) Watch Funny Girl again, this time in a comatose state
7) Wait for dog walkers (who have dogs that poop under your window and stink up your room) to come near your window.... and then proceed to bang on the window like a crazy person and duck.
8) Read blogs
9) Resist the urge to log back into facebook and stalk people
10) Watch exercise videos and critique them
11) Try on wigs and see what hair colors you should try in the future
12) Shop online for outfits you can wear sans-bra...then note that PJ's rule
13) Floss
14) Watch Funny Girl, with pain meds in your arms instead of fuzzy bear
15) Organize the medicine cabinet
16) Read Food labels
17) Once again, brainstorm about "at home" jobs
18) Read motivational quotes, that you put on the ceiling sans-pain.
19) Once again, E-mail someone explaining why you do not look sick.
20) Practice looking sick.
21) Read a self help book, realize you can't go outside to "help" yourself, and throw it away.

Costochondritis- Bam! sLpAt! PoW!

tWe've all had interesting conversations with people about our pain. Some of the conversations are a gift, some of them drive us batty, and some drive them batty. Recently, I had a quick chat with someone about my experience with an invisible illness...and, as if on cue in a bad script, came the twist in the seemingly peaceful plot when he said...

Him: "Oh come on, it's not like you're an invalid or anything."

Me: Blank stare

Here is where I nearly turned into a super hero, punched him in the testicles, shoved my ice down his throat, broke his ribs, and ran off with his french fries. Volatile? Yes. Chuckle worthy in my head? Double Yes. But I resisted my urge to beat up the Ding Dong. Good for me...and bummer for super hero story telling.

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Lucky dude- still has all of his appendages.

Costochondritis- Happy Halloween

Today is my 3 year anniversary with Costochondritis. Gag.

I should dress up like a bunch of inflamed ribs. Double Gag.

Costochondritis- Costo Store

Thought this might make you guys smile! I found a site that sells "Costochondritis Sucks" Apparel!!! I thought it was awesome. =) I just might have to buy the pink t-shirt ....maybe I'll take a picture with it and it will be my profile pic. =) Your can shop around at cafe press ....


ButYouDon'tLookSick.com Gift Store