Why Neurofibromatosis?

"Why do you have those bumpies on you mama?" My 8 year old daughter wraps her arms around me.  "'Cuz I have Neurofibromatosis, sweetie." I tell her.  "I know you do, but WHY do you got that?"  I snuggle Rachel in close to me and look at her cute little face...Her sweet eyes, look back at me, through bi-focal lenses.

"God sometimes chooses the strongest souls....Ones that HE knows, can handle really difficult things, and He marks them, so that He can tell them apart from everyone else." I explain to her.

"Is that why I got these brown marks all over me?"  She asks me.  "Yes, sweetie.  And God marks everyone in different ways...Some people just have marks that are more noticeable than others."

"When I grow up...I want to be just like you, mama!"   "Why is that honey", I ask Rachel.  "Cuz your God marks are really pretty!"

I can't medically explain Neurofibromatosis to Rachel...Not yet anyways...But I can help her to believe that no matter what, she is wonderfully and beautifully made by God.

Who is Listening?

Communication is the key to better understanding, right?  I am typically clear with how I try to get people to understand what it is I am saying.  But there are some, who just choose to not even try to understand.

I was referred to an Endocrinologist to further investigate the NF tumors scattered all over my thyroid gland.  These tumors cause no pain, or obvious symptoms, but they are there.

I met with a doctor who is in his 70's.  I could tell right away this man was going to be the type I would have to stand my ground with.  The first words out of his mouth was something about fibromyalgia...."No, not fibromyalgia...."Neuro-fibroma-ma-tosis", I said nice and clear.

He looked very confused.  "You know there's no cure for that?  What exactly were you looking for me to do?"....Uh...gee Doc...Your job, maybe?

I know there is no cure for Neurofibromatosis.  But there is nothing I hate more, than being dismissed, like I am some leper, who just needs to go back home to hide.

Being robbed of hope, from someone who has known me for 2 minutes?  Not gonna happen!

First of all, if you have read any of my previous posts, you know that this kind of attitude from a doctor, doesn't fly with me.

After the doctor said that he couldn't help me....I got up and walked out the door.  He didn't examine me, didn't take any kind of history, or look at any of the MRI, Ultrasound notes....Just simply put no effort in trying to understand me at all.

Sometimes, it takes standing up, and walking away....to get you on the right path. The path to 'Thriving', takes effort...And I know I am worth the journey.  It's time to clear the path of its road blocks, and press on!

As Always--Thrive On!

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