So, I have #Gastroparesis for 6 years now. Idiopathic Refractory Gastroparesis to be exact. It has changed my life in ways I never knew were possible. Never ever did I dream that I would cherish food so much, after not being able to keep food down for years. It has cost me relationships, jobs, hobbies, events, family gatherings...you name it. It’s robbed me of a normal life.
Fast forward six years to the present day. My mother gets diagnosed with #ParkinsonsDisease a few months ago. A woman who had worked her ass off her whole life and recently just retired about three years ago. A strong, independent, powerful yet gentle, stern yet easy going, incredibly amazing mother. It has also been quickly stealing her from a normal, happy retired life.
Unfortunately we do not have a lot of family left. A couple of cousins, a few very close to us and the casual ones. We are extremely fortunate to have one in particular that is not only my best friend, one of my biggest supporters, my biggest fan, my rock and helping hand. He got me this tattoo this past weekend. I have many tattoos but this one is the most powerful, by far the most meaningful and emotional for me. These two ribbons symbolize so much more than just the diseases they stand for. You see they are a reminder of my mothers and my daily life struggles and the strength we sometimes think we don’t possess but in fact not only do we possess but use to conquer every day life now. #Gastroparesis #ParkinsonsDisease #iloveyoumom #Family