How to Be Sick -- Practice Guide (Part 4)

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  • Meian
    Member
    • Apr 2015
    • 1707

    How to Be Sick -- Practice Guide (Part 4)

    Disclaimer: This group is not part of the regular Treeleaf forum. To take part, you must have registered on the original thread (https://www.treeleaf.org/forums/show...ase-Read-Agree) and agreed to the group rules.

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    Hello everyone! Very sorry about my delayed posting -- having some issues this week. Grateful for your patience with me on all levels.

    In the Appendix, from pages 193-196, Toni tackles the following topics:

    - Feeling ignored by family or friends
    - Suffering due to uncertainty about the future
    - Coping with the disappointment of failed treatments

    This post is a challenge for me, because all three of these sections hit me up close and personal. So I will do my best to be as objective about this as possible, although it may run very long.

    On “feeling ignored by family or friends” – I am definitely guilty of this. In the best of times, I can get wrapped up in my own narratives, and/or be so absorbed in the daily changes I experience, that I tend to forget that my extended family and friends have their own lives also. Even worse, sometimes I compound my worry by contacting them a few times, to apologize for contacting them (or worse, asking them why they haven’t answered me).

    Conversely, my husband will poke me when I am “too quiet” and ask me what’s up. It’s the kind of thing that most think nothing of, but with me sometimes it’s when I’ve fallen in a dark hole and go mute. So I end up going for periods of time out of contact with people, but for other reasons.

    I like to research trauma-psychology, trauma-informed self-care, etc., and I work on ways to improve my communication skills as an autistic and as someone coming from an abusive family background. I found Toni’s suggestions on page 193 to be helpful in calming my worries and taming my habits of overstepping boundaries when friends are quiet.

    Her suggestions on page 194 are more difficult for me. I have lost several “perhaps friends” over the last few years since I became more ill, but I had a different way of handling it. I think I am probably losing a couple more longtime friends now because I just cannot maintain communication, and they don't seem to understand my situation. This was upsetting to me, but I've had to make peace with it. I've also realized that my community is mostly at Treeleaf, and I am fine with that -- this is where I am somewhat visible and active. I’ve also been able to work on my own version of the gratitude practice, and stating what I am doing “right now.” – I find them helpful. I see gratitude as looking at what I have learned from a situation or experience – especially if it was painful. I try to find the positive, and for me that has become choosing to find positive lessons even in difficult or painful experiences.

    The section about suffering due to uncertainty about the future – this is hard to write about. I apologize for getting personal about this, but as much as I’ve been thinking about it, I don’t see a way around it. I don’t think Toni addressed this specifically, but I have to, because the nature of my illness is that complications from the disease can be deadly and unexpected. This isn’t a theory, or a possibility – it often happens. I see reports of this weekly in the lupus support groups that I am in (when members pass on, or check in from hospital). Also, as I write this week, I’m treating another complication of lupus, and have been making changes to my environment and technology to adapt.

    Lupus disables or kills women younger than me (even teens and twenties), and my age and older. Often it may start as something benign that is of little concern, and it can quickly develop into vital organ failure, or a superbug that the immune system cannot fight. Lupus specializes in “sneak attacks” and is a master of disguises. We are at higher risk of heart disease, stroke, kidney nephritis/failure, blindness, and a few other issues. Research is working on the life expectancy to five years post-diagnosis, then to ten years post-diagnosis.

    My phone call this morning to the nurse case manager was about my eyes (it’s been creeping – this morning forced a phone call). After reviewing my condition, she gave me marching orders for my vision and two vital organ systems and insisted that I use my cane regularly. She understood the family situation we are in as a caregivers and the isolation, but reminded me also that self-care is essential and not selfish. To be honest, I don’t know what to do about this as we literally have our hands full – that’s the best way I can put it. What I can do at this time, is to set some boundaries quietly (mostly by not saying), and just take care of some things. Access is another issue.

    So, to bring this section home – two practices I found helpful are “Don’t know” and “Weather”. My illness reminded me again this morning that I don’t know! However, I can’t live in its shadow. It is unpredictable – I went to bed last night and my eyes were okay but I was feeling unwell. I woke up this morning and, well – my vision had changed and I was a mess.

    The disappointment of failed treatments ….. I’ve been on several of them, and others, I don’t qualify for, because my immune system and biochemistry are hypersensitive. The treatments for lupus arthritis, rheumatoid arthritis, and similar DMARDs (disease-modifying anti-rheumatic drugs) I have not had much success with, and they are highly toxic with long-term side effects. One or two I had limited success with (reduced joint pain and swelling), but the side effects were so problematic that we stopped the treatment. Another one may have worked better, but my doctor was reluctant to increase the dosage because it was a low-profile chemotherapy drug and she was concerned about the impact it would have on me. Thus, the treatments that most lupus patients take to manage their flares and symptoms, I can’t take. I am also questioning the main lupus drug I take that is supposed to be a “life-raft” (protectant) for my vital organs – hydroxychloroquine – as it can cause eye damage and permanent blindness, and I’m not so sure that my vital organs are okay. The nurse case manager isn’t sure either.

    I guess the most helpful exercise from the section that I have found is “Don’t know.” There is a lot that I do know, as I know my illness very well, and I have to do a lot of work because there is so little that works on me or is safe for me to take. I also stay informed on the science of my illness so I can understand what is happening to me. But it is impossible for me to know what direction it will take. And, I don’t believe in “cures” anymore – not for my illness. It doesn’t work that way. I believe that is a marketing gimmick to raise money for research.

    This informs my role as a caregiver for my aunt also, because she is scared to take risks, try new doctors or consider new options. She’s from a different generation, and while it’s normal for me to forge a new path when something isn’t working, it’s normal for her to stick to tradition and not rock the boat. So I try to remember that when a different course of action seems obvious to me, but she is balking at the idea, that her perspective is very different – and that doesn’t mean it’s wrong, and I need to respect her views (unless she’s in serious danger or going against doctor’s orders) and she is free to decide her own healthcare. The difficulty is when she wants me to make medical decisions for her, but then she gets angry and becomes argumentative. We have very different ways of managing our healthcare, and making decisions, but “Don’t Know” and “Weather” I find helpful for both.

    I apologize for writing so much this time but, as I said, these sections were so personal for me, and I could not find a way to approach it more objectively.

    Questions –

    1 – What, if anything, in these sections resonated for you? Did the sections resonate for you, but not for the reasons or examples stated? Do the practices Toni suggested help? Are there other practices that help you more in handling the challenges of living with chronic illness?

    2 – Staying in contact with friends and family – do you experience difficulties with this? Do you ever experience anxiety if you don’t hear back from someone fast enough? How do you handle this? Conversely, do your family or friends get anxious if they don’t hear from you after a while? Are there times when you are silent for a while? (Or do you experience challenges with adult selective mutism?) Do you find Toni’s suggestions helpful, or are there other ways that have been more beneficial to you and your loved ones in maintaining communication?

    3 – Dealing with the unknown, and failed treatments – how has this impacted your life with illness, and what (if anything) have you found helpful in dealing with uncertainty in the future, and in treatments that have not worked as you had hoped (if that happened)? Have you found practices that are helpful to you? Are there any that made things worse for you?

    4 – Is there anything additional that you would like to share, from your own experiences or even unrelated, that has not been addressed in these sections, but perhaps a reflection, a koan, or a poem related to the theme of this book? Please feel free and do share.

    Sorry to run very long.

    Gassho, meian st lh
    Last edited by Meian; 08-01-2021, 08:05 PM.
    鏡道 |​ Kyodo (Meian)
    "Mirror of the Way"
    visiting Unsui, not a teacher
  • Kokuu
    Dharma Transmitted Priest
    • Nov 2012
    • 7261

    #2
    Thank you, Meian, for sharing a lot of personal material in relation to this part of the practices. In my experiences these are issues experienced by the vast majority of people with chronic illness. Caring too, can take a toll on friendships as carers are less able just to drop everything to socialise, and carers also often can track the hopes and disappoints of their loved one in regard to treatments.

    I have been ill for so long now (25 years+) that it is difficult to remember my initial experience with friends. Suffice to say that two of my most important childhood friends have stuck around which is good, and my family have also been as good as can be expected. So, I have certainly had that easier than many people. Now my friendship groups consists of people who have mostly not known me before I was sick. Friendships still come and go but I have learned that if I want to hear from someone than I should be the one reaching out. I cannot expect people to be mind readers. Of course, it is always nice when people check in now and again but I understand that everyone has their own life.

    I can often be silent and some friends get uppity about me not being in contact (particularly ones who rely on me for support) but I only have so much to give.

    Disappointments around treatments have been tough to take. I have at several points thought that I have found the solution to my continued decline only for that treatment to stop working. That is hard. But, hope and the loss of hope are companions on the path and I do not let them stop me from trying something that looks promising. I do hold hope rather more lightly now and recognise in it, my wishes and fears about the future.

    One time I found a description of an illness on the internet which sounded more like mine than the diagnosis I have been given. The solution for this was regular doses (three times daily) of D-ribose, a kind of sugar than forms the basis of ATP molecules (the body's energy supply). I eagerly took a teaspoon and my body shook and felt much worse. I waited a day and did it again with the same effect. Not believing I had got this wrong, I tried again on several occasions but always the same result. Eventually, I had to concede that despite the seeming promise of my research, and simplicity of the remedy (which would have still taken several years to work), this time, as for many others, it was not to be.

    Gassho
    Kokuu
    -sattoday/lah-
    Last edited by Kokuu; 07-31-2021, 04:37 PM.

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    • Shoki
      Member
      • Apr 2015
      • 580

      #3
      Thanks, Meian for laying all of this out there for us. I would like to respond to question # 2 about staying in contact with family and friends during illness. One of the most difficult things I've been going through is the response from people during my illness(es). I struggle with expecting people to respond a certain way to me being sick. When they don't do as I think they should, I get sad, angry and disappointed. I don't expect people to drop everything and fall all over me to just because I'm not feeling well. But some people (even close relatives) have responded with nothing at all. Not even a call or a text asking how I'm doing. On the other hand, some who I would not expect anything from have been very supportive. So I try to be thankful for that.

      Over the past few years, most of my old friendships have either disappeared or been cut back. I think; Is there something about me that people don't like? What happened? Especially now that I'm not feeling well. I think it goes back to a very basic idea of, the purpose of the universe is not to bend itself to your idea of what it should be. If you don't get that, you're in for a life of suffering.

      Then I think of all the details of these old friendships. Drugs and alcohol have taken their toll. A couple friends had children late in life so while I'm a retired senior citizen, they have teenagers in the house. Divorces have caused people to take sides. Some, I hate to say, have unbearable partners, some have died, some have moved into a different socio-economic level that I can't afford to live in. I'm a shy, quiet person by nature. Not anti-social but an introvert, a loner. So I'm not the one to make first contact and that's my problem. People are involved in their own lives. Everyone is so busy these days so I shouldn't expect the same kind of social life with them that I had twenty or thirty years ago. Things change.

      As stated in the book, it's just my life. I need to stop grabbing on to a version of what I think it should be. That goes for my health and others reactions to it. It just is.

      Gassho
      Shoki

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      • Meian
        Member
        • Apr 2015
        • 1707

        #4
        I can relate to a lot of what has been shared so far.

        I had wanted to attend an event with Treeleaf earlier today, but I fell asleep and could not wake up (slept through my alarm for the event also). I'm not sure that my recent vision problems are related, but my fatigue and pain seem to have intensified (and the joint pain) since last Wednesday. I have suspected recently that Chronic Fatigue may be part of the problem, but I'm not sure that any of my specialists will listen to me -- if it doesn't show up on a blood test, they generally don't take it seriously. But all the extra sleeping I am doing lately, it's still as though I am not sleeping at all -- I just keep sleeping more.

        As for friends and family, I'm slowly learning how not to over-burden people with my problems, although finding other topics to talk about can be difficult for me. My world is rather small these days, and I've become engulfed in the medical concerns of my elderly family. So my own worsening illness has taken a back-seat (except for me) in lieu of the multiple phone calls I receive most days from my elderly family with questions, fears, and their daily regimen, and my trips to their doctor visits and hospitals.

        I'm working to accept that I really have no one to talk to about living with my illness and the many changes I'm going through again -- and that this also may change again. I am handling this situation by journaling, as always, and I may try sketching again, if i can rally some energy to do so. Some time last year, I had created a sketch character version of myself that turned out to be very dark humor -- but it had a healing effect on me by acting as a mirror on my negative self-talk. I've been thinking about my old sketches and considering some new themes to experiment with. I never showed my sketches to anyone; it was just for me to explore. I don't consider myself to be an artist at all, but I always miss it. I found it to be very therapeutic at the time. I had done other sketches also -- not dark humor, just surreal / symbolic impressions of the sadness and the pain that I was feeling at the time. Again, nothing special, and I never showed them to anyone -- but it was therapeutic, and I do miss that "safe space" that I had created for myself.

        I also find my family's religious culture to be a comfort sometimes. I was able to make peace with it recently (personally, not officially) and, while I will never be a "Roman Catholic in full communion with the Magisterium", there are aspects to my ancestral religion that I do appreciate and find helpful in my illness, grieving process, and emotional healing.

        And, there is sitting -- zazen. Sometimes, I sit, and nothing happens. There is nothing. Other times, I sit, and I am consciously breathing, and waves of emotion take over. I see sometimes that people are overcome with joy and peace in zazen. Sometimes I get giggly, but that is rare. In my daily life -- especially around family -- I have to keep my emotions, thoughts, feelings inside. I don't show or express emotion, don't say what I'm thinking -- I have to maintain self-control or problems happen. Especially around my older relatives, it is very stressful. So, in zazen (or in art, or writing), when I sit, and breathe, waves of intense emotion sometimes come out. It is not unusual for me to start crying, and feelings of strong anger, sadness, resentment, etc., to well up inside me. It can be very intense -- "riding waves" in the ocean, like I used to when I was a kid. When this happens, and I start to feel overwhelmed and think "This will never end, what have I done?" -- I remember Jundo's teachings to let it come, "let it rip!", and that it will soon subside if I don't grab onto it. To let the emotions, feelings, thoughts, have their say, have their moment, and they will leave. And they always do. The last time (a few days ago), it took ten minutes for it to calm down -- but it did calm, I did quiet, and my shoulders relaxed, my neck and jaw unclenched, my headache eased .... and I was peaceful. I sat the rest of the time and breathed quietly. So I now have faith in this process -- that sometimes zazen will be quiet and nothingness, and sometimes it may be a wild ride of emotional ocean waves, and that will calm down, and I will feel peace. It will be okay.

        And my sketches are a mirror to how I feel, and help me to express what I cannot say otherwise -- and are also my 'safe space' in a treacherous landscape. This also is okay.

        thanks for listening.

        gassho, meian st lh
        鏡道 |​ Kyodo (Meian)
        "Mirror of the Way"
        visiting Unsui, not a teacher

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        • Shoki
          Member
          • Apr 2015
          • 580

          #5
          Meian,
          I totally get how you sketching can be therapeutic. I've been drawing since I was a small child. People always tell me I'm very good but I really don't have much confidence.

          The therapeutic part for me comes through cartooning. I tend to lean to the dark side. I put together stupid little comic books just for my own amusement. The themes are usually trippy fantasies filled with grotesque, ugly, monstrous characters, skeletal freaks and weirdos who have horrible disfigurements and hideous skin disorders who torment the other poor "normal" characters with authoritarianism and bureaucracy. (32 years working in government may have something to do with this). This activity somehow lets me unload on some level. I really don't get it but it is some kind of outlet. I'm sure a psychologist would have a field day.

          Gassho
          Shoki

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          • Tai Shi
            Member
            • Oct 2014
            • 3489

            #6
            Shokai, you are a beautiful friend and I also feel relevant with arthritis and pain and art. However, not so much anymore do I feel relevant with release. I’m happy portraying people as possible and positivity friendship with me. I want exclamation of reality to be my life lol [emoji23]. It’s funny, and my Anger is going and gone somewhere lol I think it’s a mystery to me and maybe someday I will understand. I believe it has to do with totally giving up.! Thank you [emoji120] all. My dad, my mom, my wife, my daughter and my brother’s family all these are without damaging me though they were seldom there lol [emoji23] for us. My wife’s family too. It’s taken forever lol for sure lol for them to recognize us as outstanding lol people who are gifted. We worked as hard as we need to access each other All Souls do the things they were able to do. Blessed is the world [emoji289] and many people finally find in earth that way to peace, loving kindness.
            Charles Taylor


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            • Tai Shi
              Member
              • Oct 2014
              • 3489

              #7
              I am a believer that any things positive for helping are just fine with me.
              sat/ lah
              Gossho


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              • Tai Shi
                Member
                • Oct 2014
                • 3489

                #8
                My caregiver gets tired and she is my best friend once by my zen teacher called my best zen teacher and part of her life is my life and I love her and get up mornings to take care of myself until she rises at 9 to 11. I try to take care of myself to ease pain and ease her burden, but she does get tired and I try to help.
                sat/lah
                Gassho


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                • Tai Shi
                  Member
                  • Oct 2014
                  • 3489

                  #9
                  Look you don’t know all about me but I go on. For me it’s not allowing those wounds to fester and fill with maggots. I am facing death on levels you cannot imagine but I am like Dogen I am that John Coltrane and I am blowing with the only instrument there is, words are not my enemy. Words open me to see the wind to hear you and the stars, to play with drops of water we call tears, and the one thing Jundo took you and me by the hand of the moon and told us to gaze down the road to the world as it is and sit as it is. While can breath, we breath while we
                  can give we breath and we are just and we are sick. We have diseases euphemistically we call sickness and this stuff could kill us at any moment and we breath, we sit just sit tight and breath.


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                  • Tai Shi
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                    • Oct 2014
                    • 3489

                    #10
                    My good friend in our Zendo has reminded me of two stories about the wolf first the boy who cried wolf, second the story of two wolves one evil and the other good and the one that you feel gets bigger.
                    Gassho
                    sat/lah
                    Tai Shi


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