Another year arrives 2020

I honestly don’t know how I have made it this far.   My husband, my health providers, and those that surround me with support and love.  My health providers that I have seen on a continuous basis have been my primary Dr, Dr Rossetti, Dr Michael Hibner my pelvic pain specialist, my pelvic foot therapists, Barrows Neurosurgery, Barrows Physiology, Ian Goldman in Urology, Dr Brenda Schilk in GI, Dr Kutz and Dr Bruce Hamburg at the Core Institute for pain management who I truly believed have saved my life.  If anyone bashed their pain Docs, they aren’t following what YOU want.  You need to follow what they want and they have every best interest at heart.  I have never abused or misused my medication and I have been under pain management for 6 years.  I tend to underuse and that can send me to a very dark place.   I have a team of mental health professionals that I began seeing in 2018.  I could not spend my days sleeping anymore, I knew the trauma had overtook my brain and I needed to seek help.  I was blessed to end up in the hands of Dr Jeff Edelman who helps those who have experienced Vicarious Trauma, through helping professions, such as first responders and social workers.  I had spent years volunteering for the Fire Department and working in a health profession.  13 years in Hospice.  His first question to me was “how many people have you seen die”?   My answer was “thousands”.  Brains are not programmed for that, which knew.   We immediately set the plan for treatment    I also began seeing a counselor to help with PTSD and initiate EMDR treatment.  
I am still considered clinically depressed, although most days don’t seem so dark.  If you have ever been where I have been, days can be challenging.  Challenging with getting showered and dressed, getting out of the house, tending to daily activities and sometimes even talking with loved ones.  Unfortunately pain is also a part of this, so it is not all mood related.
I enjoy helping people, by doing what things that add joy to their life.   That’s who I am, and that where I am at today.

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