I have decided to start writing a blog as a New Years resolution. As with most resolutions I fully expect this to last for around 2 attempts before it is given up as being too hard to maintain, along with my other efforts, such as losing weight, getting fit, giving up drinking, smoking, eating etc. I’m not sure what I’ll write about, hopefully they will be entertaining of sorts and possibly some might even be funny. However, this first one is a bit more somber.
2017 was, in all honestly, shit. It started with me being operated on, ending up in intensive care and then being diagnosed with Chrones disease. Alongside other crappy things to happen to me, including turning 40, it ended horrendously as well with one of my best friends being in an induced coma close to death after suffering Sepsis. He is still in an incredibly bad way in hospital at the moment and we are all hoping and praying that he somehow manages to pull through.
However, what this and all the other experiences that I have gone through in 2017 have taught me is that I am incredibly lucky. I have a wonderful family, extended and immediate, and I am part of the closest group of friends that anyone could ever wish for. The love and hope that has been shared by us all over the last few days has been nothing short of extraordinary and I am proud to be a part of it.
We have a support WhatsApp group that has been set up by a friend, and there are some lovely things being said on there. I have found it difficult to find the strength to post anything meaningful or insightful on there myself, but have found solace in reading everyone elses messages. However, I wanted to try and put something down in writing about how I feel.
D is probably the nicest individual person I have ever met. I honestly have never heard him say a bad thing about anyone. That sounds twee and patronising but it is not, it is true. That is also why this is so hard to take. I know I am not alone in being in denial about all this.
As for now, all we can do is continue what we have been doing so far, which is sending our hope, good wishes, prayers and love to D and his family. He will be honoured and embarrassed by all the love that has been sent his way when he comes round and is well enough to read them all, and I for one cannot wait to be there to see it, and give him the biggest hug ever. That will hopefully be soon and will be the first sign that this year, will be better than the last.
I was absent for about 1/3 of my classes in my last year of high school due to my IBS and the time management issues it always caused. This is also one of the reasons I dropped out of uni my first year (full-time on campus), they don’t care about your reasons for absences and lates. Now I do part-time online school :)
2015-09-15, Chronic Illness Problems, by Trine Watkins
My old art… yikes o.O I think later I’ll redraw some of them. Idk, I’m not sure I want to redraw this one, just cuz it applied to me more before, when I had multiple flare ups every week, whereas now I basically never get them :)
Also, this was wayyyy back when I first started dating my boyfriend (Why did I draw him so pale tho? He’s so nice and brown <3 )
to anyone reading this: I am so proud of you for making it all the way to today. you are doing awesomely and i believe in you! you’re so, so strong, and I know you’re gonna keep going and keep growing and i am so, so proud of you.