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Author: Christine Molloy (Page 14 of 43)

2014 Sjögren’s Syndrome National Patient Conference: Part Two

There are moments and events in life that are so profound that we cannot help but be forever affected by them. This conference was one of those for me. I had written in my last post about the logistical aspects of the conference and now, I finally get to write about the trip itself and how the overall experience was.

I can sum it up in one word: incredible.

OK, that doesn’t even really sum it up, but I thought I would try!

As I mentioned in the previous entry, my husband and I arrived in Chicago a day early so that we could try and get some sightseeing in, as neither one of us had ever been to Chicago before. So we flew in Thursday morning, unpacked, and immediately made our way to the subway stop by the hotel to head into downtown Chicago. We spent some time in Millenium Park as we made our way towards Navy Pier, which I was very excited about. We enjoyed it there, although I think it would have been better if we had not gone during off-season, as a lot of things were closed. But, we rode the giant Ferris wheel, which gave us amazing views,  and then did the one thing I have been talking about since I found out we were going to Chicago…

I saw one of the Great Lakes! As a New England girl who is an ocean and water lover at heart, this was a huge deal for me. Despite the less than stellar weather, we got to take in the views of Lake Michigan, as well as the lighthouse that is situated there. If it was warmer, I could have sat there all day!

Me at Lake Michigan!

We were going to try and eat dinner downtown and go to one of the observation towers, but we had been awake since 4:30am, had changed time zones, and we still had two full conference days ahead of us. So, we headed back to the hotel, via subway, and ate dinner there. Sometimes that’s just the breaks when you have a chronic illness; concessions have to be made and you have to ration out your energy.

The next morning, I didn’t have to be downstairs at the exhibit hall until about 11:30am, which was good. It gave me time to pull myself together because honestly, I was a wreck. You have to understand that I had been working on Tales From the Dry Side since 2011. I had been communicating with people from the SSF, book contributors, and blog followers for YEARS, but had never met anyone in person. Besides meeting all these people and friends of mine for the first time, I was doing a book signing AND speaking that day as a panelist. I was shaking like a leaf by the time I got downstairs. It felt like this was the culmination of all my hard work and dedication to this project over the past several years.

We went downstairs, met some of the staff from the SSF first, and then my husband and I set up our table. The table was right next to the book sale table, where all the SSF books were being sold. I have to say, I am glad I put as much effort into creating the book table as I did. Besides the book sale table, we were the only non-pharmaceutical table in the exhibit hall.

At 12:30pm, the exhibit area was opened and from there, my weekend was non-stop. I was shocked over how many people came to our table, not just to have their copy of the book signed, but to talk, ask me questions, and share their own stories. I have been doing a lot of this online this whole time; communicating with other patients and sharing stories. But, it was MUCH different doing so in person.

Everything is different in person when you are meeting people face-to-face for the first time. It was so hard for me not to cry when I finally got to meet these online friends and book contributors that I have known for years. These strong and amazing women that share their journeys with me every day, or every week. Really, words can not do it justice. You can tell so much from a person by communicating with them on Facebook, or via e-mail, several times a week, but it is a real treat to get to hear their voice, and notice their mannerisms! A bunch of us went to dinner on Saturday night and it was so funny because they all knew me, and some of them knew each other, but they didn’t ALL know each other. Despite this, we got along famously and it was an evening that I know I will never forget. Imagine sitting at a table with four other women (or people) who have your same exact weird, unheard of, illness. But, you know them already, in a way. And, they all get it! That’s a level of comfort that can be hard to find in the world.

The two women to the left are Tales from the Dry Side contributors, Sandy and Sandi. The women on the right are long-time blog followers, Vicki and Sarah.

The entire two day conference was non-stop. If I wasn’t in a session with all the other attendees, I was out at the book table. It was a little strange because people knew who I was (from the table and the speech I gave as a panelist). People would stop to talk to me in the bathroom, the lobby, even on the shuttle bus back to the airport on Sunday. And, it was great. I felt all this knowledge I had from being a Sjögren’s patient all these years was doing some good.

One of the biggest highlights of the weekend for me was on Friday when I spoke on a patient panel about my experience with the illness and about why I wrote the book. I am NOT a good public speaker, although in hindsight, I am a much better one than I ever gave myself credit for. It was needing to get past the fear and anxiety of the task itself. My husband had suggested that I write out some note cards to help prompt myself, but I decided to wing it…the whole thing. I thought that if I thought about it too much, I wouldn’t be an effective speaker. I also have a bad habit of looking down, and not up, when I am nervous and speaking in front of a crowd. Now I would HAVE to look up! After all, it was my story…I knew it by heart.

Two blog followers/friends were also asked to speak on the patient panel, which was awesome! This is Heidi.
And this is Lara!

I had about ten minutes to speak and it was truly ten of the most liberating moments of my life. It was me at a podium with about 450-500 people in front of me in a very large ballroom. I looked out at the crowd, and I just spoke. It was very important for me to not only tell my story and speak about the book, but to let people know that they are not alone, that they have to fight to get their medical needs met, and that they can never lose hope. And, that was what I did. Looking back, it is still hard for me to believe that that was me who spoke with such confidence and conviction. Sometimes, we never know what we are truly capable of, until we do it.

Me trying to make a point.

After that panel session, I got inundated at the book signing table, but one woman in particular stood out to me. She was waiting to speak with me and I noticed she was crying, a lot. At first I thought that she was sick or something and then when I went around to the front of the table to see if she was OK, she hugged me and told me she was crying because of how much I inspired her when I spoke. And that I gave her hope.

That happened frequently at the conference; people telling me that either Tales From the Dry Side, my speech, or both, affected them in some profound way. They could identify with the stories from my fellow authors and they found what they were looking for and that was solace and hope. I had a woman tell me that after hearing my story, she was now going to be an Awareness Ambassador for the SSF because she figures that if I could go through what I have been through and then write this book, then she could do her little part for the cause. I heard other spouses telling my husband what a great support he is to me (that still makes me cry when I tell people about it). Finally, him getting the recognition he deserves because let me tell you, it is not easy being the spouse of a person with such a difficult illness.

I was so deeply touch by hearing other’s stories. They actually inspired ME. I had a very tough time physically getting through the weekend and hearing how some people struggle even more than I do, and yet still keep a positive attitude, helped fuel me through the whole event.

I guess I would seem up this experience like this: I felt that the entire conference, in some way, validated my struggles. I told my husband this, and I don’t think he agrees with me on it. I am not a believer that God made me sick just so that I could help other people. Actually, I don’t even believe that God made me sick at all. But having all these experiences with people at the conference confirmed my belief that all the pain, sadness, and struggles I have had with Sjögren’s syndrome have served a purpose.

Every negative experience I had with a doctor.
Every misdiagnosis.
Every painful procedure.
Every time a person said to me “you don’t look sick.”
Every loss I suffered due to this illness whether it be my career or home.

It has served a greater purpose in that I have been able to use it and turn it into something that gives other human beings information, inspiration, and hope. Not everyone gets that sacred opportunity so I thank each and every one of you who I spoke with and gave ME as much back as I have given you.

Be well.

From the airplane on the way home.

2014 Sjögren’s Syndrome National Patient Conference: Part One

I had been preparing for this year’s SSF National Patient Conference since last summer. I had been invited to speak on a patient panel and to do a book signing for Tales From the Dry Side, both of which I had been looking forward to. I had never done anything like this previously, and it promised to be quite an adventure.

My husband and I flew out to Chicago on April 24th so that we would have the 24th to do some sightseeing. The conference was being help April 25th and 26th, and then we would be flying home very early of the 27th. In this entry, I am going to focus on some of the technical aspects of the conference. I am doing this because I have come across quite a few people online who have wondered what the conferences are like and if it is worth the money for them to go. It can be a costly venture, especially if you need to fly in and because for many of us, resources are limited. I thought this entry might be helpful.

This year’s conference was held at the Hyatt Regency O’Hare in Rosemont, Illinois (Chicago). I thought it was a great place to have a conference for many reasons. For one, the subway station was less than ten minutes around the corner and gave you direct access into downtown Chicago. This is what my husband and I did on our first day there and it saved us a fortune in cab fares. It was our first time in Chicago and we were not disappointed. We spent many hours walking the streets downtown and ended up visiting Millenium Park and Navy Pier.

Beautiful Chicago!

I found the Hyatt staff, rooms, and conference area to be simply outstanding. The first night we were there, we came back from downtown before supper because I was exhausted and I still had two full days ahead of me. We ate at the hotel restaurant where I ordered GRASS-FED (yay!) hamburg and my entire meal was gluten-free/Paleo. The healthy food choices at this hotel amazed me. I also got a gluten/dairy-free meal during the conference for Friday night and Saturday lunch, both of which were delicious.

Tales from the Dry Side on the big screen!

I was also impressed with the organization of the SSF in setting up and orchestrating the conference. The following is an outline of the sessions that took place during the conference:

* Overview of Sjögren’s Syndrome: This was a very thorough history of the illness, as well as the diagnostic testing and available treatments. Little dry at times, but I think that was partly because I was well versed on all the information. Definitely a good primer though for those newly diagnosed.

* Pulmonary Issues and Sjögren’s: This lecture covered EVERY aspect of pulmonary issues in Sjögren’s. It was interesting and I think most valuable as many people go around for years with Sjögren’s related pulmonary issues and are dismissed or never treated appropriately.

*Gastrointestional Issues and Sjögren’s: Another excellent lecture. The highlight for me during this lecture was to see in print in my conference manual, and to hear Dr. Nichols speak about, esophageal motility disorders in Sjögren’s. Esophageal motility disorders can happen in up to 1/3 of us and they are related to the illness, despite that I was told by some doctors that mine was not. I am going to photocopy these pages from my manual and mail them to my doctor.

* How I Stood Up For Sjögren’s: Of course this was my favorite since I was a panelist! But all joking aside, I loved hearing the other panelist stories and I think that it opened up the door for other conference attendees to approach us and have discussions after the session. We basically told our Sjögren’s story and then talked about what we did to promote awareness; i.e. for me, publishing a book.

* Banquet Award Dinner: This was a dinner in which awards were presented by the SSF for numerous accomplishments. My favorite award was the one my rheumatologist, Dr. Ann Parke, received which was the Healthcare Leadership Award. After the awards, we heard the keynote speaker, Mary McDonough, who has Sjögren’s and lupus, give her speech She is an actress who played Erin Walton on The Waltons. I am about to start reading her book!

* Clinical Practice Guidelines Update: I will be honest. This was first thing in the morning and I thought it would be boring, My mistake; it was really good. Three different rheumatologists sat on a panel and talked about the three different clinical work groups they are heading. Each doctor talked about the different practice guidelines for systemic illness, oral illness, and ocular illness associated with Sjögren’s. They talked about different management algorithms and future investigations for treatment. Definitely information that we, as patients, can bring back to our doctors.

*Sjögren’s Walkabout: This was one of several Walkabouts that takes place in the country each year. Despite some less than stellar weather that weekend, it was perfect our for our Walkabout. It was nice to walk in solidarity with my husband and friends.Thank you again to everyone who donated to our funding campaign!

* The Next Chapter For Sjögren’s Patients: This session discussed what is in the future for the SSF and the illness. It was brief. OK, truth be told, it was brief for me because I was still out in the exhibit area signing books and didn’t make it back in time for the entire session.

* Overlapping Major Connective Tissues Diseases: There was a lot of information here. Because I knew I had an autoimmune illness long before I was diagnosed with one, I knew most of this information, but that being said, it was extremely valuable for patients. A lot of discussion about lupus, scleroderma,, and rheumatoid arthritis.

* Nutrition, Wellness, and Autoimmune Disease: I was VERY happy to see this included in the program. As you all know, I am a big advocate of nutrition and wellness for healing and it was good to see something included in the conference that was not based strictly on a medical model. If I had my way, next year’s conference will include more of this!

* What is in the Clinical Trial Pipeline?: I found this interesting. Different medication therapies were described as well as how clinical trials work. Dr. Ford was an excellent speaker and explained things in relatable terms.

As you can see, it was quite a busy two days! In between sessions and at the beginning of the day, and end of the day, the exhibit hall was open which is where the Tales From the Dry Side table was, along with an SSF book table and numerous vendors. I am in the process right now of trying the different products so I can review some of them online and I have to say, I am on to a few great ones I think!

It was truly a great conference and I am looking forward to writing the next installment this week which focuses on my personal experience at the conference. Stay tuned! Also, if you would like to view some photos that my husband took during our adventure, head on over to the Thoughts and Ramblings Facebook page where some are posted….

Busy signing books!

Photos: Courtesy of Chuck Myers at  myerscreativephotography.com

My Deepest Thanks

Well, I have been home from the Sjögren’s Syndrome Foundation National Patient Conference for about twenty-four hours, fifteen of which I have spent sleeping…no lie! There are so many experiences that happened in those two days that I want to write about and there is a TON of Sjögrens related information I learned that I wish to pass on to you, my readers. But, I am going to take this in small steps because first, there is so much to write about, so I am going to do it in several different blogs so as not to overwhelm you. And second, I need to spend some time really taking care of myself physically. especially because I have several days scheduled at work in the next two weeks…and a birthday coming up!

I hope this does not sound redundant, but this blog entry is designed to thank many people who supported me through this conference endeavor. I did some of this already on the Thoughts and Ramblings Facebook page, but I know not everyone uses Facebook or Twitter. If you do use Facebook though, you can come be a part of the page by clicking on the Facebook link on the right side of this page. Or just type Thoughts and Ramblings on Life, Love, and Health in your Facebook search box.

The Sjögren’s Syndrome Foundation has been an instrumental part of the success of Tales From the Dry Side during their 2014 conference this past weekend. They (specifically Steven Taylor, CEO) gave me the opportunity to have a book signing table and invited me to speak on a panel the first day of the conference. It was the first time I have been able to share my story out loud to a group of people like that-an experience I will never forget.

From the moment I stepped into the exhibit hall, I was treated with kindness and respect. The SSF staff on site for the convention went out of their way to make me feel comfortable and to ensure that everything was going smoothly for me. Thank you especially to Kathy Ivory, Ben Basloe, Elizabeth Troccio, Sheriese DeFruscio and Michele Champigny for making me feel like a part of the SSF family.

I owe a huge debt of gratitude to two of my fellow story contributors, Sandra Larsen and Sandra Loy, who attended the conference and spent many hours signing books and speaking with conference attendees. I am so blessed to call them friends.

I honestly do not know if I physically would have gotten through this trip without my husband, Chuck. He made sure I had everything I needed and kept me upright when all I wanted to do was sleep. Any of you who follow this blog regularly know how constant his support is. This weekend was no exception.

Thanks to my awesome aunt and uncle, Jean and Paul, for surprising me with a beautiful floral arrangement in my hotel room. It made a good book signing table absolutely beautiful! Thank you to my family and friends for all their support and for being so excited for me.

Last, but not least, thank you to all the conference attendees who visited the Tales From the Dry Side table and took the time to share their stories. And thank you to their family members, partners, friends, and spouses, who were truly the best examples of what it is like to love someone, no matter how rocky the road gets. All of your enthusiasm and strength as Sjögren’s patients gave ME the strength to keep going hour after hours for several days. Thank you for buying the book. I know for many of you, resources are scarce and I appreciate you having faith in me and this book.

I am very excited to share my conference experiences with you all over the next few weeks. Although I didn’t have even a minute to explore the vendor tables, my husband graciously did so for me and snagged me samples of several different new products which I will be trying and then doing reviews on so that maybe these products can be of some use to you all.

For those of you who attended, get some rest and remember…you are your own best advocate. Never stop fighting for yourself!

Reclaiming Acupuncture

A couple of years ago, I went to see an acupuncturist for the first time to see if he could help manage some of my autoimmune symptoms. It was such a good experience for me, that I wrote blog entries about it and continued with my treatments for about a year. It could have been longer, I forget…

However, at some point, I stopped going because I felt that I had reached an end point in terms of my improvement, and because I had started seeing a massage therapist who did trigger point massage therapy. At that time in my illness, the trigger point therapy seemed to be helping more and both modalities of treatment were out-of-pocket and not covered by insurance. I find this fact extremely disturbing in itself because out of ever single thing I have ever tried to manage my autoimmune symptoms, acupuncture and massage therapy were two of the most effective treatments.

Then eventually, I ventured into the land of integrative medicine and while some of it is covered by my health insurance, a lot of it isn’t and that adds up after a while. So I put acupuncture on the back burner for a period of about two years, give or take.

Recently, I weaned off prednisone and started to have some nasty symptoms: fatigue like I have not experienced in well over a year, joint pain, constant menstruation (yes, that was fun), mood swings to go along with the messed up menstrual cycle, and overall just feeling like hell. It took all my energy to shower, get my daily basic tasks accomplished, and to get through the day without crying. And I mean a LOT of crying; for no reason. It felt like I was premenstrual ALL THE TIME! The days where I had to work, I would rest for a few days before and after each day I worked and I did nothing but get to work and my medical appointments.

I first thought this was all autoimmune related, but the menstrual abnormalities and mood swings made me think otherwise…like peri-menopausal otherwise. I also thought maybe it was from coming off the prednisone. I didn’t think I was under a lot of stress, because I was very happy with my life, but when I objectively looked at what was going on in my life: publication of my first book, the new job, the upheaval in my church life, some personal issues, an upcoming trip, training for a recent road race, I did have a lot of stressors in my life. Most of them were GOOD stressors, but stressors all the same.

I didn’t even know what to do about all this as I didn’t know the exact cause. I was certain that the autoimmune stuff played a role, but I didn’t think it was the sole culprit. I happened to have a scheduled appointment with my integrative medicine practitioner and I talked to her about it. Part of the problem was that I had stopped my low-dose naltrexone (LDN) because it was keeping me awake at night, which was making things worse. For the autoimmune symptoms we decided to go back on the LDN, but take it in the morning, and add back my boswellia supplement for the autoimmune symptoms as well.

She then told me she suspected I may have adrenal gland exhaustion (also called adrenal gland fatigue) from a combination of the prednisone and stress. It seemed to make sense to me. She prescribed a few specific supplements (Adreset and Adrenal) for adrenal gland support and also something to help regulate my adrenals, and subsequent cortisol levels, for sleep. I came home and researched adrenal fatigue and it was like seeing the past few weeks right in front of my eyes!

I was getting nervous because I was due to fly to Chicago for the SSF National Patient Conference in a week. Our plan was to give this treatment plan two weeks and if I was not getting better, or worse, I would have to go back on a small dose of prednisone for a while. Well, two weeks wasn’t going to help me for the trip if I didn’t get better. Then, it hit me on the drive home: why wasn’t I back at acupuncture?

So I contacted my friends at The People’s Acupuncture Clinic in Amherst, MA, which is where I used to go, and made three appointments  for the next week until I left for Chicago.

Best decision ever.

I went to my first appointment a wreck. I was so exhausted and in so much pain, I just wanted to crawl into bed and sleep for six months. Within a few minutes of the practitioner inserting the acupuncture needles, I began to feel a sense of calm and relaxation flowing through my body.

That morning, I could not even open my right hand all the way because of the joint pain and swelling. Four hours after my treatment, my hand was fine and I had NO JOINT PAIN.

None.
Swear on a stack of bibles.

By that evening, I was still very tired, but actually managed to go out for a bite to eat with some friends after church.

By the next morning, I had finally stopped menstruating and didn’t feel as moody.

Twenty-four hours later, I went for a run with my husband. It wasn’t easy, but it was doable.

It has now been six days since I started my adrenal gland and autoimmune supplements and today, I had my second acupuncture treatment since starting three days ago. And, I am better. The mood swings are completely gone, my joint pain is significantly improved, I am sleeping better, my anxiety level is down, and overall, it feels like my body is moving its way back to a more even keel. I am certain the improvement  is due to the acupuncture and the integrative medicine treatment plan. I have also worked on other ways to treat the adrenal fatigue such as getting a lot of rest, no matter what is going on, and overall, just taking better care of myself.

I definitely am not in as good a place as I would like to be in, or was in, before this all blew up on me, but I am well enough to know that in 2 1/2 days, I will be able to make that flight to Chicago. The first thing I will do the day after I get back?

Go to my acupuncture appointment….

Crossing the Finish Line

This past Saturday was an event I have been preparing for over the past five and a half months, since I started running last October: the Holyoke St. Patrick’s Road Race. 6.2 miles. 2 1/2 miles of it uphill. And, they are big hills!

This is a bit of a race report mixed with my observations on what it is like to do this type of event. I don’t know the specifics of how large other races are, but this particular race had a lot of people, reportedly over 7,000 runners. Somewhat intimidating to me. As I have mentioned in a previous blog entry, my husband was running the race by himself and my friend, Heather, and I were running together. It was such an incredible experience that it has taken me a few days to get my thoughts together before I write them down.

The City of Holyoke, Massachusetts takes St. Patrick’s Day seriously. The parade, which is the day after the road race, is one of the biggest in the country, maybe even the biggest. So of course, the road race is a big deal as well. People dress up in green clothes, costumes, and all kinds of other garb for the event. We were no exception. That is the reason I have pushed so hard, as a new runner, to try and get myself ready for this year’s race, rather than waiting a whole year to compete. The race is just fun. While I have been training consistently, I knew another year might have made a big difference in the difficulty of running this race for me. However being as inpatient as I can be, and honestly, none of us knows what can happen in another year, I knew I had to attempt the race this year.

We got to the race area pretty early because of the high volume of traffic and people who were expected to be in attendance. Because for as many runners as there were (there was also a walk), there was probably just as many spectators lining the streets. After about two plus hours of waiting, stretching, and waiting some more, my husband went to his starting line up position and Heather and I went to ours, in the very back. This year, the race was starting in waves and we were going to be the last group, besides the walkers, to depart from the starting line. There was definitely a feeling of excitement as we heard the gun go off, indicating that the first wave of runners was on the move.

Heather and I had a plan to start the race walking for a few minutes, mostly because at my last race, I panicked and started off much too fast, causing me to have a difficult time. The other part of our plan, since we are run/walkers, was to speed walk the hills and run as much of the rest as possible. As we started off across the start line, I was shocked by the amount of people lining the barricades, rows and rows deep. I started to get a little panicky having all these people watching me.

After a very brief walk, we did start running. I tried to not be too conscious about how far back we were. I just kept reminding myself that pacing myself was the key to us crossing the finish line. However, it was hard to ignore the ambulance that was very closely trailing behind us. Being someone who has so many medical struggles and has recently spent time in an ambulance, I found this a bit disconcerting. I just kept reminding myself, “pace yourself”, pace yourself.”

Since Heather and I have been training together for months, we have developed a good pattern of communication while running and I think that really paid off during the race. There were points where she was struggling more than me and other points, especially towards the end, where I was struggling more. But overall, we stuck with the plan and mile by mile, I realized that we were absolutely going to finish, and likely at a faster time than we thought. According to my running watch, we were averaging about a fifteen-seventeen minute/mile walk and about a twelve-fourteen minute/mile run. I had thought that if we finished the race in 1:40-1:45, I would be happy. Anything under that would be an even bigger accomplishment. By my calculations, we had a shot at finishing at about 1:30. We had discussed during one of our training runs that 1:30 would be the icing on the cake, so to speak.

The experience of this race is one that I will never forget. It definitely had its challenges: leg issues for Heather, a previous injury for me, nausea after my first water stop when I tried to drink water, and WAY too many hills! That all being said, overall, it wasn’t quite as difficult as my first race on New Year’s because I had more months of running behind me and the temperature was at least  thirty degrees warmer. My family turned out to cheer us on at two different spots along the race course and it is still amazing to me how many complete strangers cheered us on along the way. I’m not talking about cheering statements like “keep going”, but rather comments like: ” you can do this….you’re almost there…you SO got this…last hill.” Comments that actually spurred us on when things got tough. There were people on their front lawns playing bagpipes, Irish music being blasted from people’s homes, and LOTS of clapping and yelling. The kinds of things you need when doing your first 10K race.

The three of us did finish the race. My husband came in at just under an hour (59:57) which was fantastic for his first 10K. When Heather and I turned the last corner to head towards the finish line, it was all I could do to keep moving and not only was I moving, but I was running. I made a promise to myself when I started running, that I would NEVER walk across a finish line. No matter how difficult running is for me or how tough a race is, I would always run my last quarter mile. I would always be a strong finisher.

It felt quite surreal when Heather pointed out how close we were to the finish line. As we got closer, we heard the announcer say our names on the loudspeaker.That is the advantage to finishing towards the end of a race, we heard our names announced because we weren’t in a pack with a bunch of another people…it was just her and I. Usually the only time my name is ever announced, I am in a medical appointment waiting room. This was a nice change of pace!

Right before we crossed, I looked up at the time: 1:40. I was slightly disappointed, although I shouldn’t have been. But I did think we had done a little better than that. It didn’t matter though. We had finished. I, a person with a life-altering chronic illness, had accomplished something that I never before thought possible, even when I was healthier.

The three us spent some time in Holyoke rewarding ourselves with some hard-earned beers (not the gluten-free variety, either) and during that time, I got a text message. The company that monitored the race, Racewire, texts your time after the race. I never even knew that was going to happen. And then, a sudden realization hit when as I was reading the text. Our 1:40 time on the finish line screen did not account for the fact that we were in the last wave of runners to start, delaying us by about ten minutes. Our actual finish time was 1:30:56! We did achieve what I previously thought was unattainable. Was a 1:30 finish time a remarkable feat in the world of competitive racing? Not by any means and I know that. But that doesn’t change the fact that for us, it was truly a remarkable feat.

The aftermath of running the 10K has been difficult for me; a lot of it has been ignorance and neglect on my part in post-race recovery. More of it has been my usual daily physical struggles exacerbated by putting my body through an unusual physical challenge. And finally, part of it has been a nagging leg injury that is totally ticked off at me for running all those miles. But as uncomfortable as I am, it still doesn’t feel as bad as my worse day as a Sjögren’s patient because mentally, I am stronger and I feel like I have accomplished something that I was never supposed to do.

My only question now is: when is the next race?

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