My chronic pain story began in 2003. I’m the girl who had the violent reaction to a set of 5 vaccinations before going on a mission’s trip to India. The symptoms from my initial violent reaction to the vaccines dissipated. I began to have weird health-related symptoms. I went to many doctors. I was tested and diagnosed and worried over. My pain levels continued to rise. Everyone tried to heal me. I clung to optimism and faith. My pain levels spiked. I took drugs for pain. I kept doing all I knew to do for healing. I took heavy pain medication for years. I went to Switzerland to get more health treatment. I decided to stop taking drugs for pain. I experienced over 6 months of hellish withdrawal.
I still experience withdrawal in small doses from time to time. I went to Switzerland for another 3 weeks of treatment in April/May 2015. My improvement is slow, steady, and marked. Some days I pretend I am 100% well.
Dealing with chronic pain for over a decade was… uh, painful. Choosing to go off painkillers, and the ensuing withdrawal, was more painful than I could have ever imagined. Here I am broken up, refined in the fire, and softened down by time. I’m here to offer up of the goodness I have been given. I’m intentionally creating a community for people in pain – physical, emotional, mental; to promote happy color awareness; and to encourage laughter. Stop by for a moment or a season. Stay as long as you like and join in as much as you want. This blog is merely a platform – a gathering place – and your input and your story is uniquely important.
And as a side note: I hang out on Instagram a lot more than on my blog. You can find me @marita.stoltzfus and follow me for more pictures and short blurbs on my life.