Hi, my name is ScottWatson80. I’m new to The Mighty and look forward to sharing my story.
#MightyTogether #Anxiety #Depression #BipolarDisorder #BorderlinePersonalityDisorder #Migraine #Fibromyalgia #PTSD #ADHD #OCD #Grief #AcuteIntermittentPorphyria #VasculitisSyndromesOfTheCentralAndPeripheralNervousSystems #Arthritis #PompeDisease
Skipping treatment is not an option for me, so here I am at the Cleveland Clinic for my treatment that last for about 6 hours. I was screened coming into the building and if you don’t have an appointment you aren’t allowed in the building. Thank you to all of the staff for taking care of us. #WeCanDoIt #WeCanGetThroughThisTogether #PompeWarrior #PompeDisease #PompeAlliance
Hope the Pompe Sloth and I recorded a video about Pompe Disease and Rare Disease issues. There were over 800 advocates in Washington, DC this week meeting with their representatives to advocate for issues that affect rare disease patients and their families. #rdla #PompeAlliance #everylifefoundation #HopeTravels RareDC2020
I am a 43 year old married woman with two sons, and I
usually write about my life with a #RareDisease and a #Disability, but this
article is about how superheroes saved my life when I had postpartum
Ok so that first statement was a little dramatic, but
superheroes and comic books helped me to maintain a sense of normalcy and
provided me with some escape from the depression. But first let me say that I
did have real heroes in my life at that time; I had a wonderful therapist,
Social Workers that facilitated my partial hospitalization group, as well as my
support network of family and friends.
After the birth of my second child I experienced a serious
bout of postpartum depression. I was unable to work for almost 3 years, I was
unable to care for myself and most of the time was unable or not interested in
taking care of my children. I couldn’t sleep or slept too much, I couldn’t eat
or ate too much. I experienced suicidal ideation and sometimes just wished that
I did not exist. I am a Social Worker, so while it was difficult at times to
say the least, I could see the light at the end of the tunnel. I have seen
people get better with the help of qualified, dedicated #MentalHealth
professionals, but I knew it would require a lot of hard work on my part. As a
result, I did anything and everything my therapist and psychiatrist asked me to
do, even a few things that my family and I didn’t agree with. During this time
I was trying to maintain some sense of normalcy in my life and to engage in
activities that I enjoyed, even though it was extremely difficult at times. As
much as I had enjoyed socializing with my friends and family, and getting my
nails done, I no longer had the desire to do these things. I no longer wanted
to do activities that required me to leave my house, I didn’t want to make
small talk with people and I didn’t want to lie to my family and friends when
they asked me how I was doing. So I went back to something I had always loved,
reading.
I had a few books that I had been wanting to read so I
thought now was a good time, I wasn’t working and only left the house to go to
my partial hospitalization group, so I had lots of time. However, I quickly
found that my desire to read would be much harder than I had anticipated. I
would find myself reading the same sentence or paragraph over and over again.
After 20 minutes of reading I would find that I was stuck in the same
paragraph, and I couldn’t retain or remember what I had read. At first I just
thought that I wasn’t interested in the book that I had chosen, so I tried
reading something different, only to find that it didn’t matter what I read, I
always found myself reading the same paragraph over and over again. I was
frustrated and worried that I would never get my mind back.
It was about this time that the first Marvel superhero
movie, Iron Man was released in theaters. While I grew up watching superhero
cartoons on Saturday mornings, I was not particularly excited about this movie.
I didn’t see Iron Man in the theater, but once I finally saw it I was hooked,
and saw all of the movies that followed. I suggested to my husband that I
wanted to try reading comic books, just so I would be able to read something. I
think my husband was more excited about this idea then I was. My husband has
read comic books for as long as I have known him, so now he had an excuse to go
to the comic book store. I started reading Ms. Marvel now known as Captain
Marvel (she is my favorite) and branched out from there. I know comic books are
not the Analects of Confucius or The Prince (both of which I have read), but comic
books are short; the text bubbles are short and to the point and the pictures
made it easier for me to follow the story line. It was a small step, but all of
a sudden I was able to read again and retain the information. As silly as it
may sound these comic books made a small part of my life seem normal again,
they gave me back some of my confidence and gave me some hope that my mind and
brain could heal.
I began to look forward to my trips to the comic book store,
and enjoyed discussing story lines with the man that owned the store. For the
first time in a while I was able to engage in small talk with someone and not
feel like it was forced. For the first time in a while I was able to engage in
an activity outside of my home that I actually enjoyed.
Something that seemed so minor at the time is still helping
me to cope today. I am happy to say that I no longer suffer from postpartum
depression thanks to the wonderful mental health professionals in my corner,
however as a rare disease patient, I still struggle with anxiety and depression
from time to time, and I still enjoy reading comic books. I receive a biweekly
infusion to treatment my #PompeDisease, and I like to think of it as superhero
infusion, kind of like Captain America. The idea of a regular person overcoming
terrible odds to become something more than they thought they could be is why I
love comic books and superhero stories. At my lowest point when I was
depressed, I was convinced that my life had no value, that I would never be
happy again and that I would never be back to myself prior to postpartum
depression. Now I like to think I have my own superhero story as a person
recovered from postpartum depression. Now I just need an awesome superhero name.
My cane is blinged up and ready to go! This picture doesn’t do it justice! #PompeDisease
I recently started a patient organization called Pompe Alliance. Our goal is to be a leader in patient services for the Pompe community. Please check us out on Facebook at Pompe Alliance and spread the word. It’s important to the rare disease community that knowledge of our diseases are shared far and wide. Thank you
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