I have a choice
I can choose to let it be the surprise attack that it is and treat it anyway
When this new medication causes terrible side effects, I have a choice.
I can report the symptoms to my doctor, regroup, and try a new plan of attack.
When I run out of meds for the month, I have a choice.
I can patiently call l my doctor to ask for his instructions.
When my doctor says that nothing more can be done, I have a choice.
I can choose to fire that doctor and find one who knows more about headache medicine because I am worth more than “nothing”.
When the ER staff treats me like a drug-seeker and sends me away in pain, I have a choice.
I can file a formal complaint with the hospital’s patient satisfaction department, fight back, and demand better treatment in the future.
When my boss threatens my job due to excessive absences because he thinks I am “faking it”, I have a choice.
I can file a complaint with HR and with the state Department of Labor if necessary. I can remind him that he is violating the Americans with Disabilities Act and that failure to make reasonable accommodations may result in fines.
When my loved one tells me to “relax” for the millionth time, I have a choice.
I can recognize her concern as genuine, smile sweetly, and thank her for the input.
When the cashier at the store tells me what she heard on Dr. Oz for the hundredth time this week, I have a choice.
I can simply smile, thank her for her kindness, and assure her that my doctor is “all over it”.
There are a dozen different ways I can respond to migraine and those who don’t take it seriously. In the end all that matters is how I chose to respond. Did it make me a better person? Did my light shine a little brighter?
This disease may force me into the darkness, but I have a choice.
I can choose to come out shining!
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