Sick Humor: “It’s Always Darkest Before The Dawn”…..And Other Useless Crap.

 

Albert Einstein was quoted as saying “Two things are infinite; the universe and human stupidity…and I’m not sure about the universe.”  Well, Mr. Einstein, while I think your hairstylist apparently went to the Cosmo Kramer School of Coif Design, you may have hit the nail on the proverbial head.  I am continually amazed at some of the laughable things that people say.  I know Spoonies aren’t the most tolerant people on the planet when we are flaring…I fully admit to fighting the urge to stab someone with a spork when they smile, nod their head, and say “It’s always darkest before the dawn.”  I know in my heart they mean well…I mean let’s get real; it’s not always easy to find the “right” thing to say to someone who has their face stuck in a casserole dish because they couldn’t make it to the bathroom in time to be sick from their latest dose of chemo. However, throwing an overused and simplistic inspirational cliché at us isn’t the way to commiserate.

I know what you’re saying… “Well Steph, we’re just trying to help.”  Yes, I know this….and while we may love you for your effort and willingness to stick your head into the lion’s den; we’ve heard them all before.  There’s just so many times that we can smile sweetly and act like we have heard something amazing and earth shattering that will change the course of our destiny.  The support and love of our friends is vital…make no mistake about that.  However, instead of spouting off fortune cookie nuggets of wisdom, just simply say “I’m sorry…I wish it didn’t hurt.”  Yes.  Believe it or not, it’s really that simple.  That’s all we want….an understanding that it hurts, there’s nothing that can stop it, but that you love us anyway…even when our heads spin around and fire shoots out of our eye sockets. 

Not long ago, I became so amused at the phrases that were being repeated to me that I started writing them down and putting a tally mark next to them every time each one was said.  I have come to the conclusion that there are just certain phrases that need to be banned from the English language forever, or at least come with the hefty penance of being forced to watch repeats of Jersey Shore over and over until you are bleeding from your eyeballs.  Now I know you are reading this saying to yourself… “Steph, where can we find such a list?” No need to wait and wonder…I have compiled a list of the greatest offenders from slightly annoying to the most absurd, along with a response that I like to call “what I would have said if I wasn’t such a proper southern debutante princess belle”. I implore you to never use them in the presence of someone suffering with an autoimmune disease. Pay attention…there will be a test later. 

*DISCLAIMER* (The following list is meant to be taken as tongue-in-cheek.  It is in no way a script to be negative or an otherwise snarktastic Spoonie…..mostly. ) 

7.   Good thing come to those who wait…technology will catch up.

Really? I waited three years for the sequel to Speed and what I got was a movie so bad that Keanu Reeves couldn’t even be bothered to show up. If I sat around and waited for things to get better, I would never leave the house and end up on an episode of “Hoarders”.  When and if technology DOES catch up, I will be ready and waiting…but until then I’m running this wagon until the wheels fall off.

 6.   Every rose has its thorn so look to the bright side.

First of all, unless you are Bret Michaels in the Poison days singing with a guitar and a smile, you aren’t allowed to say this phrase to me.  Period.  End of story.  Second of all, everyone has their own personal thorns, but mine come in the form of muscle failure, a failing liver and random rashes that cause so much scarring, much of my body looks like a topography map . My bright side is not as illuminated as yours so it will take me longer to see it.  Please just bear with me and hand me a flashlight. 

 5.   You take the good with the bad.

Yeah yeah yeah….you take them both and there you have…the facts of life.  Here’s a fact of life….Spoonies have a lot of bad.  A LOT of bad.  Because we have so much bad, we appreciate the good more than you could possibly imagine.  We are so stinkin’ happy when we get good that we want to put a picture frame around it and hang it above the mantle.  By the way, speaking of Facts of Life, who here doesn’t think that Jo should have hauled off and smacked the bleach out of Blair’s hair at least once during the series.  Girlfriend had it comin’.

 4.   Don’t feel sorry for yourself.  When life hands you lemons, make lemonade.

Nine times out of ten, I’m wearing my Super Spoonie cape in front of you.  But here’s a little secret I’m going let you in on…I’m going to have ‘poor me’ days. The only difference is that I don’t let you see them.  I don’t let anyone see them.  I’m tired of making lemonade, I’ve made lemonade for 10 years and after a while, no matter how much sugar you put in it…it’s still just bitter lemons.  I want something else. I’ve decided that life is just a bad guest bringing the wrong fruit to the party.  Why can’t life hand me grapes?  At least I could ferment them and make wine. 

 3.   What does not kill us makes us stronger

Good point.  There must be a reason that I’m still alive and kicking although Lupus is a strange bird like that…we never know how much time we have left.  I may die tomorrow, but then again I could outlive most of my friends.  With autoimmune disorders, every day is a roll of the dice. But if Lupus not killing me makes me stronger, I will say that every time it tries to take me out, I genetically mutate and come back with more badassery than the robot from The Terminator.  I may be so strong someday that I will seriously considering throwing my name in the ring for the next UFC smack down. 

 2.   You can beat this disease…you just have to want it bad enough.

For real?  All I have to do is want something and I can make it happen?  Why hasn’t someone told me this earlier?  *squeezes eyes shut* I reaaaaally want a million dollars, a Lexus and a live-in cleaning fairy!  *opens eyes*  Ok, none of those things happened and trust me, I wanted them BAD.  Know what else I want bad?  A day without pills…a summer where I can wear shorts because my legs aren’t scarred and bruised….to go to the pool with my kids and not have to worry about the sunlight throwing me into a flare or the heat making my joints swell up so much I can’t hold a water bottle.  My grandma used to say “Baby girl, wish in one hand, crap in the other….and see which one fills up faster.”  My grandma was an amazing lady…had the mouth of a sailor too, so I cleaned up Grandma’s words of wisdom for a PG audience.  I get much of my sass from her…too bad I didn’t get her cooking skills.

 1.   Everything happens for a reason

Ok….then explain the series finale of the Sopranos to me.  What was the reason for that ‘beat my head against the wall’ ending?  I mean really….did Tony get shot?  Why was Meadow weaving in and out of traffic like she was channeling Frogger?  Who was the guy in the Member’s Only jacket and more importantly is he, indeed, the last member?  Oh, what?  You meant having Lupus?  Sorry…I forgot that I was “chosen” to have it because of my always sunny disposition and obliviousness to sarcasm. Alright, don’t throw things at me…I know that no one is “chosen” to have an autoimmune disease…and I wouldn’t wish it on my worst enemy and maybe this phrase might be the most relevant of them all.  Maybe everything DOES happen for a reason.  Without my illness, I wouldn’t be here…writing this article….hoping that for just a moment I have made someone smile and forget that they don’t have the energy to get out of bed.  If I have truly impacted anyone in a positive way, then everything does happen for a reason.

Written by guest writer Stephanie Kennedy

About Stephanie:
I live in Fayetteville, NC with my husband and 3 always hyperactive and occassionally adorable children. I was diagnosed with SLE in 2001 at the age of 27 and in the time since, have added Scleroderma, Hashimoto’s and Celiac’s disease to the original Lupus discovery. In my day-to-day life I am a Community Relations Specialist (aka, marketing and creative hodgepodge facilitator) with a local electric cooperative and part-time fitness instructor. For the past two years I have served on the Executive Steering Committee for the LFA’s Fayetteville Walk For Lupus Now event.

 

 

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  • Jo Jo Cochrane

    P.s just to let know… Yes you’ve made me smile and yes I’m still in bed at midday so your mission here was successful!! Yay!! ???? In this life you gotta grab every positive you can out of every negative xxx

  • Jo Jo Cochrane

    I agree with all and would like to add one… God wouldn’t have given you this life if you couldn’t handle it!
    Oh where to start? Maybe explain I don’t believe in religion and definitely not a God. But if he’s real then he’s thick as poop because being ill from a young age meant me being violated in ways that would shock a knowledgeable mid lifer. But this God thought this teenager I was could handle anal penetration from not just 1 Dr but his entire team on a regular basis whilst sitting her major exams.
    She could handle being isolated like a leper in a separate room to eventually do her exams, being told it was for her benefit but knowing even then it was to protect the grades of the other students!
    (P.s. Yes I know it’s unfair to expect others to put their futures at risk because I’d disturb 3 or 4 times every hour, I have no issues with being side lined. I have an issue with people being selfish and telling me it’s for my sake. Tell me its for the others, tell me is the regulations or even that its because it’s done to people who have a J in their names just don’t put the blame on me…. I deal with enough self hatred without others fueling!)
    This all knowing loving God thought I could handle being the youngest patient on a ward, not quite understanding WTF is going on with her body and being surrounded by people approx 50 years older than her and most leaving in that non descript box the porters were taking away.
    This God thought I could handle being discharged from hospital with fewer mates every time, they had wandered off to live their own lives they didn’t have time (and hadn’t learnt adult compassion yet) for a sick runt.
    This God thought that I could handle, as a young impressionable girl, the constant failing of even the smallest of things in 1st world life, things like education, relationships, socialising, breeding, bowel control and sleep.
    That God assumed I could handle mind altering meds in a body that was also producing the biggest mood changing chemical going (we’ve all experienced teenage hormones). At a time in life when I should have been building my network of life helpers I was going a bit too Regan (The Exorcist) on those closest and burning bridges I would definitely need in future.
    This God…he gave me all this to handle before I hit adulthood.
    Then my life and its challenges got worse!
    This God sucks!!

  • Danielle

    My personal favorite is, “Oh my God, are you alright?”

    Everytime I hear it, I want to hit somebody.  I live with pain most of the time.  At least I have a high threshold for pain so it could be worse (then again, the fact that my pain can lay me out sometimes even with said high threshold is kind of scary).  Point being, most of the time when people see me, I am dealing with pain.  I walk normally, I don’t grimace, I don’t let any outward signs indicate what I’m dealing with.  Occasionally, I can’t help it.  Occasionally, I’ll limp or need my cane because it is just too much.  I hate people asking me if I am alright or asking what happened.  Most of the time, nothing happened.  It just is. 

    But then, I’m also accident prone due to equilibrium problems, attention deficits, and body temperature regulation issues which can make me lightheaded.  I really don’t like people pointing out when I fall up/down the stairs, walk into a wall, get hit in the face with a softball, trip over my own toes, trip over a low wall, or keel my bike over, to name a few.  I don’t need the attention.  I certainly don’t need the embarrassment.  It’s just a part of life and I’m dealing with it.  Now leave me alone.

  • Mona Casselman

    My Dad said “wish in one hand and piss in the other…” I changed it to spit for my kids…
    Yeah, I totally use humor as a coping mechanism and sarcasm is a family sport.
    I will pitch in my personal challenge of having a couple of chronic “challenges” (fibromyalgia and bipolarism) and being a Spirit-filled Christian… Whoo, buddy!

    “There must be sin in your life you refuse to deal with.”
    “It is a demonic stronghold.”
    “You just need to stand in faith that you are healed.”

    There are more, but you get my drift.

    Thanks for sharing!!

  • Mandii

    I have crohn’s and graves disease, both of wich make it almost impossible for me to gain or keep any weight. I get so tired of people telling me how “lucky” i am to be sick because i can eat anything and not gain weight . Believe me ladies I would much rather be fat and healthy than sick and skinny any day!

  • Michelle

    Thank you!! Thank you so very much for writing down what has been on my mind for years.

  • TungstenMouse

    This is so great and dead on! Thank you. I’m so glad that you brought some sass to it. And hooray for pity me days. Everybody needs some. The big one I’ve been getting lately is “Make sure you you eat protein in the morning.” Yes, that’s totally been my problem all along. If only I’d eaten more eggs for breakfast, this never would have happened. Anyway, thank you!

  • Monica

    My personal favorite was always, “well you LOOK good…”