Almost 2 months ago I landed my absolute dream job –
helping with administration for Rare Diseases South Africa. It has relit a fire within me & reminded
me about my passion for helping others.
It has woken up my brain (it was starting to turn to mush not doing much
at home since July) & really made my heart happy. I feel like I lost a part of myself over the
past few years & was simply floating along doing what society expected of
me, & I was allowing others to squash me & my dreams. I allowed negativity into my life & was
more focused on the “sick” part of me, without realising I needed to take care
of myself as a whole!
Last week we travelled to Stellenbosch for RareX (an
international conference on Rare Diseases – the first of its kind to be held in
Africa) & I feel like I really learnt so much. I met people from all over the world; was privileged
to listen to speakers from different areas of the rare disease society; &
medical professionals, patients & pharma companies were intermingling
without any feeling of “not being good enough”.
Our welcome to Spier conference centre |
"Support in a Shoebox" explaining MG in simple terms - of course lots of snowflakes, a spoon, a ragdoll, an explanation of MG, & some of my medicine containers. |
Although I pushed through long days, was on my feet for
hours & chatted to everyone I could; I was happier than I have been in
ages. Every night we had something going
on – dinner with friends, a cocktail party, a gala dinner, or just an evening
in the bar. I made new friends; drank
wine; danced like a crazy person & laughed until my stomach & cheeks
were sore. My endorphins were out of
control & I finally felt like the old Megs was back! I allowed myself to have fun instead of just
being boring & responsible – as per usual. It was also so amazing telling people I had Myasthenia Gravis & they knew exactly what I was talking about, & could even offer some advice/encouragement.
Shevaun, Kelly & myself on day 1 |
I have realised that for so long I didn’t allow myself to
have fun because I was so scared of the after-effects on my health; but also I
allowed other people’s unkind words to control what I could & couldn’t
do. I realised people aren’t judging me
when I start slurring, & friends will always laugh with me – not at me. I felt like I was floating throughout my time
there, & it has continued since I returned home.
With my new friend, Christina, from Kenya |
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