The idea of starting up a blog drew from turning my personal pain into something positive and therapeutic. Here is my personal story.
Late in 2014, My husband and I realized that something was not right with our son’s health. In addition to the food allergies and sensitivities, there was something else that we noticed. We decided to seek medical help and tried to explore options with our primary care physician to seek a medical specialist who could help us. After exploring a few dozen doctors in the area, we finally found one that was able to help. This overall process took a few months. Our son went through testing, evaluation and finally received his diagnosis. It was a bit much for us as parents to take in. (Out of respect and privacy for our son, I won’t go into details with his official diagnosis.)
During that year, we experimented with several medication types, dosages, combinations, homeopathic supplements and diets in an effort to find the right combination. Some had really adverse affects on him and it was a bit much emotionally to see the impact. He lost a ton of weight to his already thin build and had to come up with reasonable solutions on how to add more protein to his diet. That was a huge challenge given his allergies to nuts. We also had weekly medical treatment appointments which led to a lot of time spent in the waiting room. A lot of time. Thinking. Stressing. Thinking. It was mentally tough logging all the details and to know that we were doing all of this with an effort to help him get better.
As any parent would do, I went into full throttle on a quest to help him get better. In addition to the regular appointments, I did a TON of research to understand his medical condition. I overloaded myself with reading medical reports, newsletter, listening to podcasts in the car, books and even went to parent support group meetings to talk to others in the same scenario. You name it. I was living and breathing trying to help our son 24/7. Through this time, I knew that I just simply lost myself. I used to love to be happy, social and creative. That zest in me was simply gone. I felt like a fighting zombie. I had to put my own interest aside and help our son and our family. After spending so much time in the waiting room thinking, I knew that I needed to find myself. I needed a personal outlet to rejuvenate me. It occurred to me that perhaps I might have it in me to create my own blog once our son’s health became stable. The wheels in my heads started to turn. This was the good diversion that I needed in my life! This was my opportunity to go “From Blah to Blog.”
It’s been over a year and my son is doing relatively better. We are all doing a bit better as well. He is not fully cured of his diagnosis, but is in a better place. I will take that and know that I truly can say that we gave it our ALL and continue to do so. I feel truly blessed and grateful for the love and support that we received. This would not have been possible without you all.