Sunday, March 8, 2009

Kind of Like a 5 year Anniversary...

March 8, 2004 was a day that I truly believe changed my life. It was 5 years ago when I woke up with my headache. I cannot believe it has been 5 years. I so vividly remember what I did the day and weekend before. Before that day, I do not really remember ever having a headache, so it is weird for me to say I have had the same one for such a long period of time.

Before that day in March, I remember being a different kind of person. A person who thought she was fearless; who thought she had everything for her life all figured out. Little did I know, I would find many things I would be afraid of and that the plans for my life would turn out nothing like I expected. As much as I would have liked my plans to have worked, I know life just does not work like that most of the time. I still wish I could have really gotten to know a Kelli who was so strong and confident though. I could tell you story after story about how I struggled physically, mentally emotionally, and spiritually.

When I tell my stories of what I have gone through, I really try to have a good attitude and make some silly comments about it. As hard as it is for me to be happy about having been in constant pain, I realize that I am incredibly lucky that I am otherwise a healthy girl. Even though, I am moved from doctor to doctor because no one wants to deal with something they cannot figure out, I know I am blessed because they know of no real illness that I have.

Though these past 5 years have been as hard as they have, I will continue to go through life proud of each little accomplishment I have made along the way. To you, my accomplishments may be nothing, but to me they are what make me take my next steps to continue through my journey. I understand that I may live with this headache for the rest of my life, but I will not give up. The moment I give up, I think I really will have it forever. I will keep being a burden on doctors until they give me an answer other than them just not knowing.