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This blog is another opportunity to feel grateful and thank you dear Universe: You continue to bless me with recovery and overall health.
He says I’ll be fine
At times life bends us way too much between two breaths,
Health is an honour and not everyone is respected,
Wonder why our relationship turned so sour,
I felt the reflections of a foreign wound as my shadows went darker
The scar flaunted shamelessly not apologetic for my plight
Tricked me with symptoms that diluted but returned back with a flux
Posing as confusion – was I a reference of yesterday? or a synonym of today?
My determination to be cured is stronger than my capacity
The dancing rhythm of bells will flow in my veins too, I hope
and hope to walk along until the verses of my victory fall short of words
He says I’ll be fine
The Known suggests submission to karmic connections; The Unknown are not liberated
Nevertheless, I pray to The Supreme Being not to take away the bitter parts of this journey
As my horizon towards Him illuminates
He never said it would be easy as he walks along
He knows it hurts and asks that I smile, no matter what
Assuring only that the shackles of pain will split asunder and that day I shall flee
Until then, keep patience I shall, and talk about the glory I see
Only time will tell what’s been lost and gained – as of now we celebrate
As he says, I’ll be fine
The above verses are dedicated to the glory of the Lord, nursing me to live in tandem while sailing through some harsh moments trying to achieve milestones in my recovery. The presence of his holiness comforted me during the darkest moments of sorrow and guided my eternal being through unimaginable circumstances. I bow to him and plead his mercy for all my fellows who are facing equally challenging moments. May their attitude be one of being in charge, of longing to win.
Life has been a rollercoaster with things building up in every area of life since 2016 post getting diagnosed with Isaacs’ Syndrome (a neuromuscular condition stemming from muscle hyperactivity) and membranous glomerulonephritis (a progressive kidney disease) apart from Lyme disease (a bacterial illness transmitted by ticks) and glaucoma (which damages the optic nerve).
At times I think was it because I was taking too much charge of my life or was it that I am unique carrying my own blueprint and so is life. After birth the first thing I was taught was to take care of this body which I have for a little while. Though my time of arrival and exit are pre-destined, am I wasting my time trying hard to become someone I am not. Instead, should I just listen to what my body is telling me and be in a flow. Is it possible to become more death-aware and plan my departure gracefully as it is surely coming. Can I reflect on how I wish to be remembered, a person with some random rare disease or a warrior who fought his battle with a smile and had a life well lived. As I am still here there is a lot of love to give & receive, be grateful and do my best. I don’t wish to speed up the process.
Spirituality in the context of healthcare may evoke different values, beliefs, and experiences. Although my inclination towards spirituality came as a legacy, it was furthered after reading Dr. Steven Southwick’s interesting work, Resilience: The Science of Mastering Life’s Greatest Challenges, which talks about people overcoming painful circumstances via seeking comfort in spirituality. In my experience, spiritual beliefs and practices are self-help techniques and empowered my feeling of gratitude and optimism. They bolstered my personal values and help me find a sense of calmness in times of chaos. They are not some quick-fix treatment methods. However, they helped me address the larger question of why this had to happen to me which is quite difficult to express even using thes full extent of my vocabulary. The overall experience made me more content and rekindled hope by improving my emotional well-being which had hitherto become a percolation of improvements in my physical health. My daily dose of pills reduced drastically, even as my gut health and vital stats improved. In turn, my self-confidence went up, as did my energy levels, and I could manage my daily routine independently. I, therefore, credit spirituality for holding my hand during my healing process and not letting the illness alone define my life.
It is undeniable that today’s technological advancement has changed the face of medicines by giving them almost limitless powers however since something in a man is unscientific, do you think, can scientific medicines alone do?
DISCLAIMER
The views expressed above in this article are the author’s own and do not represent any kind of medical advice.
