Time flies

Eight years since diagnosed and saved from death himself. I can't believe how far I've come since then. 

In many ways I'm healthier than I've ever been, in others I'm more vulnerable due to the disease. 

I've learned that no obstacle is too difficult to overcome, but the road through can be a real roller coaster. Bumps in the road is the saying right? Roller coaster feels more accurate. 

I've learned that I have a will power that both empowers me and scares the shit out of me, but I'm thankful for it. Stubborness is both a blessing and a curse though. When to push and when to brake is still a learning process for me. Especially the brakes... but I'm getting better at it year for year. 

I've learned to say no and that I shouldn't be ashamed for saying no. Saving my energy so I can be at my best is important to me and only I can assure that I have enough for all my tasks and happenings, so I've learned to prioritize, sometimes the hard way. 

I've learned to be patient (yes I have!). I can do everything, but things can take time, usually longer than I want to, and might need some cleverness. All I do require more of me now, things needs to be thought through. I need planning and recovery in a much greater extent than before and I need to allow for setbacks. There are always setbacks. 

Most of all I've learned that the only one you can depend on is yourself and you have to take responsibility for you and your health YOURSELF. You cannot put the responsibility on Doctors, healthcare, friends, family or whoever else.  Only YOU can keep as strong as possible to prepare for what's coming ahead and act according to the cards you've been dealt. There is no use in mourning your old self, this is your new baseline. What can you yourself do to get the strongest foundation possible? Something to think about.

I keep on celebrating every Addy anniversary per usual and will do so again today. Not celebrating the diagnosis but the second chance at life and I'm thankful everyday to be alive. 

//Kehlan