Why that
title – “It’s Okay Not To Be Okay”? Because
that is truly the most important thing I took away from my Medicine X
experience.
Returning
from Michigan to New York after my Dad died, I had a much smaller support
system than I had in Michigan. And initially,
I felt like I was going to California in a fog.
I knew I
had to get on a plane to go to a conference, but beyond that, my mind was in a
million other places, not least of which was making the decision to still attend
Medicine X, after my Dad’s death just three weeks earlier.
So I went
to this conference, and I was not okay, not by any stretch of the imagination.
But it
turns out that this was probably one of the best things I could have done for
myself, not just in general, but especially during this difficult time.
Because
Medicine X is a judgment free soon. In
terms of the patients at the conference, we all have our things – whether it’s
lupus or RA, wearing a prosthetic, or having a rare disease that no one, not
even doctors, have ever heard of.
It was the
first time since being back from Michigan where I didn’t feel like I had to lie
and tell people I was okay when I really wasn’t.
Medicine X
is an environment that boosts you up, makes you feel like you are not
alone.
I was
truly inspired by the people I met there.
In fact, I am really at a loss for words to describe the transformative experience
that was Medicine X.
And it was
hard coming back to reality. To a world
with no wellness rooms, where people can’t just look at you and know you need
something, and don’t look down on you because of it.
Most of the
people that I hung out with at Medicine X were younger than me, and I was
amazed to the degree that they have their shit together. When I was their age, I was newly diagnosed,
and questioning every aspect of my life – and at times, whether or not I wanted
to live it.
Those were
dark times for me. And maybe my life
would have been much different had I discovered Medicine X then. But it has certainly changed my life now, and
completely for the better.
There were
definitely some doctors that were more evolved than others. But honestly, while it was nice to be able to
engage with medical professionals and pharma, it was the patient interactions
that really meant the most to me.
When I had
a meltdown during the pre-conference day, before I knew it, people were huddled
around me, seeing what I needed and what they could do. And that was enough. To be surrounded by people I had literally
just met, really meant the world to me.
And my mom
and boyfriend both commented that I haven’t sounded this happy in a long time.
I was
worried that with life having other plans, I wouldn’t be that into the
conference, but I really was. And I know
that my Dad would have been proud that I went, despite everything that has
happened in the last month.
And
ultimately, I’m glad I went. I made new
friends. Not just superficial
see-you-when-I-see-you friendships, but I barely-know-you-and-I-still-bore-my
soul.
Most
importantly, I met people like me. I was
able to be myself, warts and all, and I learned how connected our patient
stories are, whether we live across the street or across the world.
There are
many people I have to thank for making this experience one of the most
influential in my life, to date. But I’m
only going to name one of you, so I don’t inadvertently forget anyone.
I have to
thank my roommate, and now kindred spirit, Emily Bradley (A.K.A. ChronicCurve). You said that Medicine X places you with a
specific person for a reason, and I believe that 100%. I couldn’t have had this Medicine X
experience without you and am truly grateful to know you (you’re kind of like
the undergraduate version of me).
I received
a very generous scholarship in order to attend Medicine X as an ePatient Delegate. So of course, I have to thank the organizer
of Medicine X, Larry Chu, the ePatient Advisory Board, and anyone else behind
the scenes who made it possible for me attend.
If you
want to gain more insight into my Medicine X experience, hop over and take a
look at my Twitter feed (@LeslieRott).
I can’t
say enough about this experience. It’s really
hard to put into words. But I will say,
and hope I can say, that I’ll see you next year Medicine X, and I’ll be
prepared to bring my A game.
The title
of this post was inspired by Britt Johnson (@HurtBlogger) and Joe Riffe
(@ProstheticMedic), and the song “Who You Are”, by Jessie J:
“[…] Don't lose who you are in the blur of the stars!
Seeing is deceiving, dreaming is believing,
It's okay not to be okay...
Sometimes it's hard to follow your heart.
Tears don't mean you're losing, everybody's bruising,
Just be true to who you are! […]”
Seeing is deceiving, dreaming is believing,
It's okay not to be okay...
Sometimes it's hard to follow your heart.
Tears don't mean you're losing, everybody's bruising,
Just be true to who you are! […]”
I didn't know that you Dad passed away. I'm so sorry to hear. The day I left for the conference I attended my Grandpa's funeral. We could have greived together. I couldn't agree more with everything you said. A few times while reading your post I had to remind myself that I had not written it and it was actually you - I even loveeee that Jessie J song. You're so right, it is ok not to be ok. xoxo
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