There is no real way to explain how devastating Cushing's is to a patient unlucky enough to suffer from high cortisol. In nearly four years of blogging, I find that this word cloud I made does the best job so far.
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Yes, it is really this bad, and isn't that so sad for me and other Cushies.
I can’t believe I have lived in that cloud for over 60 months now. To be a patient suffering with Cushing’s is to feel and experience all that word swirl of emotion and more. That word cloud isn’t just my disease. Cushing's is the monkey on my back that I cannot shake. Hours and days, then months and years pass without feeling better, looking better, or being better. When the days carrying moments of relief arrive for a short surprise visit, I am pleased. Looking back, I realize the strength I have in just walking through it, never seeing any light at the end of the tunnel. May I and the many other Cushing’s patients continue to find the strength to keep going.
Cushing's has altered who I have become, but I can't let it change who I can become anymore.