It's the classical chronic illness dilemma. Go out, enjoy the day, and pay for it with a huge flare or stay in, play it safe, and pay for it by missing out on the fun and the chance to make memories. I rarely choose the latter option. Life's too short for play it safe all the time. Going into the weekend, I knew I was going to make a choice. I had already been in a moderate pain flare for about a month after a series of unfortunate events and I knew that if I pushed myself, I would my body would probably rebel and I would pay for it. How much I would pay for it remained to be seen.
There was no question in my mind that I was participating in the Spar-A-Thon that we had at my taekwondo school this weekend. I told myself weeks ago that as long as I could safely walk and do my moves, I was going. Come Saturday morning, I could walk. Check. I was physically able to do my taekwondo moves. Check there too. Well, that's settled. I was going.
The concept behind the Spar-A-Thon was that each person would put on their sparring gear and spar as many 1 minute rounds as they could in 1 hour. We were to get pledges for a certain amount of money for each round sparred and the money raised was to go to help the families at Children's Hospital. So that's what I did. I sparred a total of 10 rounds against some pretty awesome competition. Everyone knows that if there was room on the mat, I probably would have sparred the whole hour (or as long as I was physically capable!). The best part was probably sparring my instructor the last round I sparred. He's awesome at sparring and he always challenges me. And I raised $300 for Children's Hospital. Not bad for an hour of sparring!
I walked out of there tired, but very happy! Drove home with no problems. Fixed myself a sandwich for lunch before getting a shower. After that shower, the rebellion began with my feet turning in. Of course, my medication didn't stop it, which was no surprise. I laid in bed for a while to watch some Netflix and rest. By that evening, one foot was turned in and the other was starting to progress. Well, that's that, I told myself.
The moral of the story? I'm stubborn and some things I'll just never learn. I'm paying what I consider to be the ultimate price. I essentially brought myself a ticket for a weeklong stay on the 9th floor of Children's Hospital and all the baggage that is associated with that. Would I do it again? Absolutely! This is going to sound horrible, but I don't regret my decision at all. It was informed decision; a calculated risk. I was going to end up in a massive flare at some point anyway. The irony? I'll be spending quality time at the hospital where the money from the Spar-A-Thon was going.
Like I said, there are some things I'll just never learn.
I am a 20 year old junior at the college of my dreams. I am studying Emergency Medicine and Communication Rhetoric and minoring in the Administration of Justice and National Preparedness and Emergency Management certificate. At some point, I want to go and get my paramedic certification when my health allows. I have several chronic illnesses and this blog and website serves as a place for me to share my journey fighting CRPS and my other conditions. I hope that this blog can also serve as an outlet for raising awareness for rare diseases. Thanks for reading and I hope you enjoy! Feel free to comment; I'd love to know what you think!