We all have our own stories with gastroparesis; some may be different, but many are the same. We never know day by day, hour by hour, or even minute by minute what is going to happen. We may be fine and pain-free for just a second and then the next we’re on our deathbeds… Every day is a constant battle — not a struggle, but a BATTLE… a battle against our own bodies, a constant fight, a constant WAR!!! We are our own individual soldiers — but we too need help…
This may not be cancer but to us it is our cancer… And we need to find a cure!! This is not a game, this is our lives… Daily nausea, vomiting, constipation, diarrhea, liquid diets, feeding tubes, bezoars, malnutrition, dehydration, exhaustion, chronic pain, pressure and bloating… Walking around like we’re 6 months pregnant all because we are packed full of undigested foods creating what we call our food babies. And yet we are the ones who maintain a constant smile on our faces because we are embarrassed and don’t want others to know we are sick.
We’re not looking for pity or sympathy… Just belief in us and a damn cure…. So please, when we say we are sick, believe us, WE REALLY TRULY ARE SICK…. Please, please, please help us get awareness out there to everyone in the entire world. Gastroparesis is bigger than just our nation it affects others as well. Like I said, it may not be cancer, but to us, it is our cancer!!! Please help raise awareness!!!!! Thank you and God bless.
