22 Things People Don't Realize You're Doing Because You Have Dysautonomia


Living with dysautonomia can be difficult and often those with it must adapt in unusual ways. We asked our members what things they do to survive their day-to-day that people don’t realize is because they have dysautonomia. We were surprised at how many simple ways our members help their symptoms that easily go unlooked by their friends and family. By hearing these stories, we can all get one step closer at understanding and empathizing with all it takes to live with a chronic illness.

1. “I use the table to help me stand, and I leave my hand there for a couple seconds to make sure I’m good before I start walking. I’m also not being rude when I pull one or both knees up and rest my foot on the chair while I’m sitting.” — Alexandra Z.

2. “If someone is sitting next to me I turn my whole body to face them while we are talking. If I have my head turned to the side for too long I start to feel dizzy.” — Alexandra R.

3. “If I’m checking my watch often, it’s not because I’m bored or impatient. I’m checking my heart rate on my fitness tracker because I feel ‘off’ and I need to know if my heart rate is too fast or crashing.”— Jennifer N.

4. “When I pull out my own salt shaker with Himalayan salt while we eat together, it’s not because I’m a salt snob, a salt addict, or I think the food is too bland. It’s because I need so much salt to keep my BP up that I salt everything — even salads, desserts, and water.”— Jennifer N.

5. “I keep my house at a comfortable 67 degrees year round because of severe temperature instability. When a friend comes over or we have guests, I offer complimentary blankets, sweatshirts, and fuzzy socks so they don’t become hypothermic. This is of course while I’m in a tank top and shorts.”— Kimi L.

6. “I wear a Fitbit to track my heart rate, and only for that reason. People see it and think I’m a fitness person, which couldn’t be farther than the truth.”— Erin V.

7. “I sway back and forth or go from flat-footed to tippy toes to get the blood moving while I’m standing still.”— Alexandra R.

8. “Touch my neck to check my pulse and make sure it isn’t freaking out.”— Shy A.

9. “I cut my hair super short to help with temperature regulation.”— Katie D.

10. “I work ahead in school and work, and opt to do group assignments by myself. I don’t know if I’ll have to miss this obligations if I suddenly become ill.”— Shannon R.

11. “I walk around and move about a lot, fidgeting, pumping my leg muscles, when standing. I am unable to stand still for long because the blood goes to my lower extremities and I feel faint. What might look like impatience, restlessness, or anxiety is actually my way of keeping my body conscious while standing. It often takes concentrated effort and deep breaths before I am able to move from a seated to standing position.”— Endurance G.

12. “If I am on Facebook on my phone when I am out or with you, I may be worried about a friend in a procedure, or surgery or in one of my groups, and I am checking on them! No, I’m not *that* addicted to Candy Crush or Dice With Buddies… I am just worried about my friends and waiting to hear for the ‘all clear’ from a major appointment or issue!”— Alexandra Z.

13. “I yawn a lot because of air hunger, not because I’m always tired.”— Faith P.

14. “Planning isn’t a neurotic tactic, it’s what I have to do to be able to do anything. I have to conserve energy in every way possible, including laying out my clothes the night before, laying out meds, and showering the day before. I know my body best. It may not make sense to you that I’m freezing, burning up, exhausted, or missing words, but trust me I’m fighting a war with my body.”— Wendy W.

15. “I’ve become internalized and antisocial.”— Angie B.

16. “I cross my legs in a weird way if I have to stand still for more than two minutes.”— Pauline B.

17. “I wear lots of layers regardless of temps because I freeze one moment (even when it is 80 degrees out) and the next I am sweating from every pore on my body (even when it is freezing out). Constant temperature roller coaster. If I get too hot or too cold it compounds my symptoms.”— Lin A.

18. “I avoid singing and blowing bubbles (I work with kids), wake up three hours early to start my routine so I can safely get out bed, shower at night, avoid standing and talking, use a grocery delivery service, shop for clothes online, the list goes on and on. No one realizes that every single thing I do, I do differently now than before I was sick.”— Lindsey W.

19. “After I stand up, I pause, to make sure I don’t black out.”— Adam S.

20. “I always have something to drink on me, even if I’m out. Water doesn’t cut it, so I try to have a sports drink on me. I have to be drinking constantly so my blood pressure doesn’t drop to the point of me passing out in public.”— Jo C.

21. “I wear a hat on buses with movies playing overhead so the changing light won’t give me a seizure.”— Shannon B.

22. “I take off my coat often and/or under-dress for the season (even in winter), because I can’t sweat properly and also get really nauseous and dizzy if I get overheated even a tiny bit.”— Adrienne S.

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The Ultimate Dysautonomia Playlist


We believe in the therapeutic affect of music at the Dysautonomia Support Network, so we asked our Facebook page followers, “If you live with dysautonomia, share one song that has helped you through a tough time.” Here are 25 of the most popular songs our followers came up with. The next time you are having a bad day, download this playlist and get inspired!

1. “Fight Song” by Rachel Platten  — Jody Alexander Harris

2. “Stronger” by Kelly Clarkson — Lin Aden

3. “The Climb” by Miley Cyrus — Amanda Aikulola

4. “Shake It Out” by Florence + the Machine — Shannon Jean Reynolds

5. “Alive” by Sia — Nicole Johnson

6. “Rise Up” by Andra Day — Kassady C. Oberacker

7. “I’m Still Standing” by Joel Osteen — Nicole Johnson

8. “Just Be Held” by Casting Crowns — Adrienne Shirk

9. “Titanium” by David Guetta/Sia — Dacey McCloskey

10. “The Fighter” by Gym Class Heroes ft. Ryan Tedder — Amanda Aikulola

11. “Migraine” by Twenty One Pilots — Dana Bradberry

12. “Brave” by Sara Barailles — Lin Aden

13. “All the Above” by Maino and T-Pain — Betsy Stark Barton

14. “Tough” by Kelli Pickler — Angela Cohen

15. “Real” by Of Mice and Men — Emily Lafferty

16. “Shake It Off” by Taylor Swift — Clary Angelia

17. “When You Believe” by Mariah Carey and Whitney Houston — Amanda Aikulola

18. “Get Better” by Frank Turner — Wendy E AndresEn

19. “Great Big Storm” by Nate Ruess — Jessica Santacrose

20. “Breathe” by Ryan Star — Jessica Perlini Fasso

21. “Get Back Up Again” from “Trolls” — Rachel Reitano

22. “F**kin’ Perfect” by P!nk — Brandi Burnette Collins

23. “Don’t Stop Believing” by Journey — Ali Zimmerman

24. “Trust in You” by Lauren Daigle — Beth Skinner

25. “Win” by Brian McNight — Amanda Aikulola

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My Hopes for the Future of Dysautonomia


“There’s nothing wrong you.”

“This is all in your head.”

“Talk to a therapist about this.”

It doesn’t matter that you know your body is failing you. It doesn’t matter that you know each and every way your anxiety manifests itself within you, and what is happening to you now isn’t anxiety at all. It doesn’t matter that tears are pouring down your face as you plead for a doctor to see your pain and help you figure out what is happening to you. It doesn’t matter.

Because of the lack of education within the medical community and general population on disorders of the autonomic nervous system, it doesn’t matter. Doctors send you away with a referral to a psychiatrist or a prescription for anti-anxiety medication. It doesn’t matter that you have been down this road before and it doesn’t matter that you know, without a doubt, these won’t help.

As I sat in too many different doctors’ offices to count, I hoped. I prayed for some answers. I held my breath as the nurse called my name and I headed back into a room. Questions I’ve answered hundreds of times were asked again as the nurse made notes of this symptom and that symptom. She says, “The doctor will be with you shortly,” and I take a deep breath and pray.

“Please let this doctor see.

Please let this doctor hear.

Please let this doctor know.”

The doctor walks in, shakes my hand and asks what brought me in today. I try to explain. My heart races when I am sitting but races even more when I stand and constantly beats in weird patterns that I know aren’t right. I can’t eat due to bloating and severe stomach pain. If I stand more than a few minutes I pass out and I’m constantly dizzy. I go from too hot to too cold within a matter of seconds and there’s a constant ache in my joints. I am so fatigued that it feels like I haven’t slept in years and I can’t remember things anymore. I can’t run anymore, I can barely walk.

By the time I’m done explaining I know that I’ve already lost the doctor. He goes through my records as we sit there in awkward silence and I try to stay positive. I tell myself he sees something, I tell myself he’s made a connection. After a few minutes of silence pass he folds his hands and asks the question I dread the most…

“Are you seeing a psychiatrist? You’ve had several tests that don’t show too much to explain your symptoms. Have you been anxious?”

My hope is shattered and I can’t hide my disappointment.

I leave completely defeated. I leave still very sick with no answers. I leave feeling hopeless.

My story is not uncommon; in fact, it’s far too common within the dysautonomia and the invisible illness community.

On average, it takes six years for a person to be diagnosed with dysautonomia, when it should only take 15 minutes for a doctor to recognize the symptoms. This means more and more years of struggling for those with this debilitating illness, and while there is currently no cure, there are still treatment options to improve the quality of life of patients. Dysautonomia is not rare – it’s just rarely diagnosed, and this all goes back to the lack of knowledge in the medical community and general public.

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I’m writing this to pledge my commitment to continuing to fight for awareness, to continuing to fight for all those who struggle with feelings of hopelessness or struggle to get the medical community or even their families to believe them.

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I’m writing to tell you that if you’re struggling, you’re not alone. One day… six years will be turned into 15 minutes.

We are all in this together.

For more information on dysautonomia and how you can get involved with joining our fight, please visit The Dysautonomia Project.

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How My Husband Exceeds His Vow 'in Sickness and in Health'


When you get married, one thing that some people don’t realize is that the “sickness” in “in sickness and in health” may come earlier than expected. With any illness – chronic, invisible, or not – it can strike at any age. It’s something that I feel like many young, healthy people rarely think about. Especially before saying, “I do.”

I’m apart of a lot of dysautonomia and Ehlers-Danlos support groups online and way too often I see someone who is upset, sick and just at a loss because their spouse or partner doesn’t believe they’re sick – or they’re just tired of dealing with it.

Whether you were sick before you met your partner or if it surfaced after you’d been together for months or years, it can definitely throw a curveball into the relationship. Day to day life becomes unpredictable as well as any long term plans and goals. While only one person may be dealing with the illness itself, you have to acknowledge that all the inconveniences that come with it also greatly effect our loved ones.

I had health problems before my husband (Greg) and I met, but my symptoms took a turn for the worst after we had been together for almost two years. I was diagnosed with dysautonomia in October of 2009 – just one month before Greg proposed.

The year and a half that followed our engagement was less than ideal. I was pretty much stuck in bed 90 percent of the time. Unable to sit up long enough to even eat a meal together without feeling like I was going to pass out. I think the only places we went together during that time were to a few doctor appointments and trips to the emergency room.

Despite all of this, Greg kept coming back to spend weekend after weekend with me at my parents. While I’m sure there were times he was frustrated and probably wanted more for us – he never said a word to me about it. Never complained and never questioned me.

Now don’t get me wrong – of course there were rough times. Once we got married and were living together, there were more changed plans, canceled plans and backing out of things last minute due to me not feeling well which obviously ended in disappointment. Being together all the time gave him a clearer understanding of just how much my health issues effect even little everyday things. How I will sometimes leave any given room in our house in a disaster state because I got too dizzy to finish cooking, cleaning, or whatever I had been doing and had to go lay down. He also learned that “I’m tired” sometimes means that I will cook and eat dinner with him, but then go directly to bed where I will stay sound asleep for the next 12 hours because I’m so exhausted from just being. At times, this can happen for a few days in a row and we feel like we barely see each other even though we live in the same house.

But after being together almost 10 years, he still reassures me that whatever happens isn’t my fault. That I can’t control my health. For those of you who have any kind of illness, you know just how much hearing that means.

So to my hubby, I want to say thank you. For laying around with me for hours when I’m not feeling well. For opening my Powerades when I’m too weak. For making me laugh by comparing me to a wild cat when I almost fall out of your arms after you carried me to the bathroom on a horrible day with vertigo. For accusing me of stealing our kitchen spoons because you know I am low on them (a little spoon theory humor). For going along with my more adventurous plans on my “good days” even when you know it will probably end in a crash. I feel very lucky to have found someone who just “gets it.” Through the highs and lows, I am forever thankful for all that you do to make the best out of everything that comes our way.

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10 Things Not to Say to Someone on Bed Rest With Chronic Illness


This week I was put on “bed rest” by a doctor for the second time (before I have even turned 23 – what a feat). So the last few days I’ve been spending way too much time on the internet. All the blogs I could find on “what not to say to someone on bed rest” were all focused on pregnant women. The irony in this? I’ve never been pregnant! Nor am I planning to be in the near future. So I couldn’t really relate to what they said.

With my chronic, somewhat diagnosed illness I have found a lot of comfort in reading blogs about others going through similar situations with their own chronic illnesses and treatments. But I couldn’t find anything for what not to say to someone chronically ill who is on bed rest! So here is the list of things I hate people saying to me:

1. “I know I could never lay still for that long.”

When someone tells me this, I’m never quite sure if it’s a compliment. Do I say thanks? I mean, sure, I’m “good” at following doctors’ orders most of the time. I try to take my meds when I’m supposed to and I really hate passing out, so that tends to help me stay flat on my back.

Sometimes when visiting a friend who is chronically ill it’s best not to mention your internal thoughts about how grateful you are to not be in their position. It doesn’t exactly help boost our morale.

2. “Isn’t bed rest only for when you’re pregnant?”

Yes, bed rest is common for high-risk pregnancy, but it’s not the only reason your doc might want you on bed rest. According to What to Expect, “Bed rest can mean different things to different doctors, from just getting off your feet every couple hours to a hospital stay. It’s estimated that activity restriction is still being prescribed in about 20 percent of pregnancies in the U.S. each year.”

In my case, I’m on bed rest because whenever I stand up my heart rate spikes and my blood pressure plummets. In other words: I pass out! If anyone could manage passing out 10+ times in one day, landing in the Urgent Care, getting IV fluids just so they could see straight and still manage to not be put on bed rest, I would give them a gold star. So yes, I am allowed to walk around the house. Just very carefully.

3. “You really shouldn’t be on bed rest at your age.”

The problem with people saying this is that it makes me feel completely helpless. They are not my doctor. WebMD might give you some crazy statistics, but my world-renowned cardiologist’s instructions will upstage a Google search every time. ​I do appreciate when my friends take the time to understand the basics of what my diagnosis means, but there’s a fine line between being compassionate and being condescending.

4. “At least you’re still alive.”

This is a big no-no! How does anyone respond to this? Thanks? They just told me my life is better than being dead. ​It may be a blessing of sorts to not be dead after my last trip to the doctor’s office, but I really wish that wasn’t the only ray of sunshine. If I really do look like death, offer your companionship – don’t tell it to my face! You’d be amazed the difference a nice pair of fuzzy socks can make during a hospital stay. Do something, bring something, crack a non-medical-related joke…anything! I can’t even stand up to go to the bathroom without losing vision for a few seconds. It’s not exactly like I’m living the high life, so even a little ray of sunshine can make a world of difference.

5. “This must all be caused by anxiety.”

Having personally been sick for two years straight, chronic illness has caused me a bit of anxiety. Sure, anxiety can cause insomnia, nausea, poor concentration or the sensation of an abnormal heartbeat. But if a doctor has already prescribed bed rest I think that taking care of anxiety isn’t going to be the magic bullet today.

Hopefully most doctors would figure out if it is anxiety or another underlying mental cause before getting to the point of prescribing bed rest. No, this is not an “out” for me to say I don’t have the energy to get up. Yes, my chronic illness does give me a decent amount of anxiety, but I deal with it.

6. “You just need to eat less sugar.”

Yeah, I try that…but feeling like crap every day for what feels like an eternity just makes me crave chocolate! Adulting is hard, but I do normally eat healthy food. And yes, I have been tested for diabetes. Chocolate may just be the saving grace of any unfortunate soul who has to go through the hell otherwise known as bed rest. If you want to really make their day: bring them chocolate.

7. “Well at least you didn’t want to go to _____.”

I may not have wanted to go to that concert last week before all of this craziness, but anywhere sounds better than my bed or the couch right now. If you want to help me escape, your company helps more than anything else. Just talk to me! I get enough time watching a screen by myself during the rest of the week. Your company makes a world of difference. So just be yourself and talk to me while you are here! Please, please don’t suggest I should want to go elsewhere.

8. “Are you ever healthy?”

Having been noticeably ill for over a year now, I get this one a lot. Sometimes it’s well-intended, but other times it just stings. If I knew how to magically make all my health problems go away I wouldn’t be considered chronically ill. I also would most definitely not be on bed rest! This isn’t the first thing on my bucket list by any means.

On a more serious note: sure, I have better days, but it doesn’t make things any easier to be asked such a deep question. ​If they mean it as a joke, it’s just not funny anymore.

9. “Even with Netflix and Hulu, you’re still bored?”

The ability to stream movies and TV at will may be a life-changing innovation, but it has yet to be a cure-all for boredom. There’s only so many TV episodes you can watch before you just can’t watch any more. Believe me. ​​Again, your company can make a world of difference. Yes, there are limits to how much time I can spend with visitors throughout the day, but it is nice to have a person to interact with every once in a while.

10. “Are you sure you’re not pregnant?” ​

I’ve been asked this question by ER doctors (after their normal intake survey), and yes, even by friends. I am 100 percent positive I am not pregnant. Seeing as these “problems” have been going on for over a year, I doubt it’s all morning sickness. Oh, and being a virgin helps too!

​It’s important to note that even if your friend has gained weight, be very careful when asking if they are pregnant (especially if they are chronically ill). I shouldn’t have to explain this further, but let’s just say that it’s not the most flattering thing to ask a woman on bed rest.

I hope you’ve enjoyed reading my post as much as I enjoyed writing it. Deep down, it’s important to remember that most people (who are close enough to know you are on bed rest) truly do care for you and don’t say these things to make you more miserable.

Have you had anything said to you while on best rest that was at least a little ridiculous or uncalled for? I would love to hear about your experiences. Tell me all about it in the comments section below!

This post originally appeared on The Happily Honest Blog.

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Why I'm Thanking the Friends Who Left After Dysautonomia Entered My Life


When I think of the circle of friends and loved ones I had before dysautonomia entered my life six years ago and today, it has shifted. I have lost relationships I did not anticipate, and I have added others. There is sadness that comes with ended friendships. Some people  disappeared without a peep, others slowly faded. Still others make sporadic contact, almost as if by duty.

Perhaps some were tired of me being unable to do the things I used to complete; others uncomfortable with my  changing body. I may be too painful a reminder that even when you take care of your body things can go awry. Many times those with dysautonomia and other chronic conditions need to cancel plans or stop making them altogether. The disappointment of not being able to follow-through is immense. But it is really disheartening when friends disappear. We may be slowly excluded from activities even though we want to participate. My heart still hurts for those lost relationships but I would rather lose someone than be pitied or seen as an obligation.

Regardless, I would like to say thank you to the friends who left. I wish them happiness and especially health. I do not think anyone can truly understand loss of functioning due to health or the energy it takes just to do simple things. I am disheartened by lost relationships but I would prefer this than having people stay out of duty or guilt. I realized some friendships were one-sided and when I quit expending energy to call and make plans connections fizzled. I hope those who are gone never are in a situation in which health declines steadily and/or rapidly.

I want to also thank those who stuck by in the most difficult circumstances and showed love, despite my limitations. Like the person who watched my kids when I had pacemaker surgery and told me she was proud of me after I ran a dysautonomia fundraiser; to the friend who often sent cookies and other goodies over to our home. Or the family who brought dinner or just called to ask how things were going. I have learned which friends and family are dependable and in return I have tried to be a better friend and listener.

The greatest perk of this illness is making new friends who either have dysautonomia or another chronic illness. One of my most joyous activities thus far was going out for tea with a friend who shares this diagnosis. We met through mutual contacts and forged a long-distance relationship. After out-of-state pacemaker surgery I recouped a few days at her home.Three days after surgery we went out as I finally had a little bit more stamina. We laughed, talked and simply marveled at the opportunity.

And while we live in different states, we make it a priority to talk often and visit when possible. We support one another and help each other find the humor in our challenges.

Relationships, after all, are a true blessing of life.

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