Author: Annalise Delzer

Fight Song

Fight Song

Sometimes, in the late hours of the night, we feel alone.  When the pain of the day becomes to much and we can no longer distract ourselves from the depression of the situation we are in.  Our minds spin, swirl, leap, bound, wander and never stop.  We fall deeper into the abyss of depression because each of us is just one person and what can we do?  Some think they’re a burden to the ones they love, a failure because they can not achieve the basic goals they set before themselves.  The biggest fight we deal with every day has nothing to do with the chronic illness we suffer with.  It’s the fight to find the will and strength to make it through another night, another day, another hour, another minute.  It’s the fight to beat the battle we fight inside our own heads.  We who live with chronic illness are the best chameleons you will ever meet.  We can fit into any situation and my any person think we are just fine, even when we have lost a battle we make you think it’s fine and that we can win the next one.  But inside is a whole different story.  Much of the time the only person who see’s the real us is the person looking back in the mirror at us.  I hate showing the sad and upset side of myself to anyone, even the ones I love because they only look back at me with more pain because they suffer for me.  

Some days, it’s all I can do to get up and have a cup of coffee and watch the dogs run around the yard.  On those days I am disgusted with myself.  I know I shouldn’t be, but just because I shouldn’t feel something doesn’t mean I don’t.  I have to work each time to tell myself it’s okay.  It’s okay you didn’t get the job because of your illness, it’s okay your behind on the laundry because of the emotional hangover from the night before, it’s okay to just sit and watch the world go by because tomorrow is another chance to do more and be better.  I work every day not to let the day before win.  I fight every day to make it one step closer to being the person I really want to be inside and out.  And I will be the first to admit that I get really tired of fighting.  Tired of fighting for better health, for a job I love, for the life I want, just tired of fighting for everything.

On those days, in those hours when I feel like I just don’t have any fight left in me, I turn to music.  I put a few songs on repeat and just lose myself in them trying to embody every word and find some kind of strength.  If every battle I have fought was illustrated on my skin, there wouldn’t be an inch of me uncovered.  But that’s the truth of it isn’t it, no one can see the battles you have fought, the ones you won, or the ones you lost.  They see the “healthy” looking “happy” you standing in front of them.

This battle, this fight, this war, that each of us suffers through every day, may never end.  But as long as we keep getting up, and finding a reason why each day is worth living, we can win the fight, one year, one month, one day, one hour, even one minute at a time.  I read once you can stand anything for ten seconds, so when you sit in the darkest of places, pain coursing through every fiber of your being, remember you can do it for ten more seconds.  Then scream, or cry, or throw something, find a way to release the poison building in yourself because only you know how quickly it will build up again. 

So I sit outside, listening to the anthems I tell myself I have to follow, believe in, and follow.  I feel the sun on my back and hear the birds sing nearby.  It is a beautiful day outside, but its a ragging storm inside me.  I try hard to find a way to bring the peace and calm and beauty that surrounds me inside me.  I try to find a way not to let the enemy I am fight today win.  Because if I can win today, maybe I can win tomorrow too.

Skydiving Cause the Skies the LIMIT!! Skydive Midwest

Skydiving Cause the Skies the LIMIT!! Skydive Midwest

So if you have been to this page you know that my motto is #nolimits, do anything, be anything, go forth and accomplish whatever your heart desires.  Well for some of us that includes the adrenaline of free falling from an airplane at over 120mph nearly 14,000ft off the ground.  I recently had the chance to spend some time at one of the best sky diving locations in the Midwest, Skydive Midwest.  I spent the day observing, asking questions, trying desperately to talk myself into going up in the plane, and generally getting to know the people who deal in pure adrenaline. 

When I first thought of the tandem jumping, where you are strapped to an experienced jumper, I was most concerned with the landing part being, shall we say a bit jarring.  Given they do slow you down before you come crashing back to solid ground, it still seemed like it could be dangerous for someone with “soft bones”.  So I watched, and watched, and watched some more.  I got up close and personal and was pleasantly surprised to see how carefully the instructors put their jumpers down, many not evening landing on their butts but actually just lightly standing once the instructor touched the ground.  Some did come in shall we say sliding, legs out in front, but even then the instructor took the brunt of the landing leaving the companion jumper to essentially sit in their lap.  I watched dozens upon dozens of these jumps and not a single person had pain or injury following their landing. 

Next you may be concerned about what happens when you pull the chute radically slowing your decent.  Well part of what you are going to feel has to deal with the harness you are strapped into.  There are two straps that circle your thighs and essentially cinch up into your crotch (sorry guys no avoiding it).  The only real issue with this comes if you have really bad hip problems because when the chute is deployed you will feel some pressure on your hips, but it is kind of like sitting in a really awkward chair with no middle to the seat.  The rest of the straps go under your arms and around your middle then one over each shoulder to keep you securely attached to the instructor.  Once the chute is pulled there is a very slight jarring but nothing major.

So now you may think what the heck happens if the chute doesn’t open!  Well that is why they have a reserve.  I even had the chance to see someone have to do what is known as a cut-away where the first chute fails, is cut away, and a second chute is deployed.  When I asked staff about this they said that it happens on occasion for unknown reasons, and that it is no big deal.  Plus I watched as highly experienced staff took great care in re-packing each chute that is used to make sure every experience is not only fun but safe.

Never in a million years would I have been tempted to try this ultimate adrenaline rush.  But after spending the day and talking with the people I am now prepared to go for it.  I am committed to my motto #nolimits, so I better follow through.  Wish me luck guys, I’ll update this when I have had a chance to soar through the skies myself.

For more information visit the following website:

http://www.skydivemidwest.com/

 

The Good and Bad of Steroid Therapy

The Good and Bad of Steroid Therapy

The use of steroids such as predinisone is a slippery slope in the world of chronic illness.  Many who have been on predinsone for any period of time typically report a significant reduction in symptoms, an increase in energy, and an overall improvement in daily life.  However, when they are used continuously they can have some pretty negative long term effects on the body.   

For someone in the HPP community some of these side effects can only add to the problems caused by the disease.  Most pronounced and serious is the thinning of bones caused by long term corticosteroid use.   This side effect, though not typically common in occasional and or part time use, can be very problematic in a disease already causing bone thinning or softening.  But being able to utilize coritocsteroids in the right way and only when needed can bring about a very positive effect.  

Though I can not speak for others in the community I know personally that I tend to experience occasional flares of tendonitis in random joints, with no provocation, and with no warning.  When this happens I do my very best to get the issue under control with all the regular therapies.  I utilize resting, icing, muscle rubs, NSAIDS, water and cryotherapy.  If I am unable to resolve the issue myself within a few weeks, or make no progress in recovery there is one thing I usually turn to that I have found to work well, is easy to use, and non-harmful.  

Methylprednisolone in a one week dose pack is my go to for issues like this.  It is a derivative of the very popular prednisone but without the hassle of a bottle and tapering which usually has to happen.  It comes prepackaged with a set number of pills to take each day starting with the first day being the highest dose, then tapering down to almost nothing.  I can usually tell after the first two days of dosing that there is a significant decrease in pain and restriction of movement in whatever joint is most problematic.   Even after the first day I notice a reduction in pain which typically comes as a huge relief since dealing with daily pain is only compounded when you have tendonitis to further restrict your movements.  

I really like this type of medication because for me it not only works well on the area that is specifically bothering me, but tends to also help other areas of swelling, such as nerve inflammation or bad muscle spasms.  This allows me to take a minimal amount of medication and fix the maximum amount of problems all in one setting.  Plus it’s one less time I have to go for an injection.  Beyond those other factors I am also able to communicate with doctor using the Aurora portal to request the dose packs avoiding the excess doctor visit and energy wasted on going in.  Not all medical professionals may be comfortable prescribing this medication in this manner and may ask for you to come in for an appointment.  This is also fine and still well worth the visit.  I have also found that getting this prescription is much cheaper then going in and paying for an injection of cortisone in the afflicted joint, and honestly when you spend as much time, money, and energy on going to the doctor and taking care of yourself as I do, it’s worth the savings.  

So if you any further questions please contact your local doctor or pain management specialist and ask about Methylprednisolone the next time you have a flare. 

 

For more information on the side effect of Corticosteroid use please visit the following website:

http://www.mayoclinic.org/steroids/art-20045692

Lidocaine Infusions: New Hope for Pain Management

Lidocaine Infusions: New Hope for Pain Management

As a person suffering from a chronic and rare disease I am always looking for the next thing that will help me deal with the daily pain and fatigue my illness causes me.  Recently I had the opportunity to try a relatively new therapy known as a Lidocaine Infusion as a way of treating my pain.  

To start let me tell you a little about what a Lidocaine Infusion is.  An infusion is the administration of medication through an I.V line directly into your bloodstream.  This route allows for medication to be administered quickly and systemically.  In other words the medicine quickly goes to all areas of your body, versus something local like an injection which tends to keep the medication in the specific area it was administered.   Lidocaine is a numbing agent that most people have heard of in the dental world or if you have ever had to have stitches or mole removal.  It is the drug commonly injected at the site of a procedure to numb the area.   Lidocaine comes in a lot of different forms in a lot of different strengths.  So what may be used by a dentist or an ER doc is not necessarily going to be the same thing you find in over the counter lidocaine patches.  

So when you put it all together you are essentially receiving a numbing medication systemically to control pain.  Now there is a slight catch with this type of procedure.  Lidocaine has a very short half life and what that means is that the average person will process all the medication in a very short period of time and no longer feel the effects.  Why can this work then you may ask?  Well when a person has been in pain for a long enough period of time it is possible for those nerves to essentially “learn” to be in pain.  Just like how a computer sometimes freezes up so do your nerves, and like a computer they need to be reset.  Lidocaine works on the nerve pathways to the brain and calms them down so they no longer transmit the painful feeling to your brain, or they transmit less of the feeling.  Chronic pain sufferers can also continue to have pain after the reason for their pain has been removed.  This is why Lidocaine Infusions can be a useful tool in pain management.  

So on to what I personally have experienced with the infusion.  Given that this works on your nervous system you are required while receiving the infusion to essentially meditate, clear your mind, and ignore all outside stimuli.  This is how it is supposed to work best, put yourself in the calmest place possible so the medication can do as much work as possible. Once you begin receiving the infusion whichever hand or arm you receive it in will begin to feel cold and kind of numb.  This is due in part to the lidocaine causing the numbing and saline solution it is administered in being colder than your internal body temperature.  So bring a comfy pillow and blanket.  I was told I may feel sick to my stomach during the infusion but to be honest I didn’t have an issue with this as I am used to the feeling and have worked on breathing exercises to suppress the icky pucky feeling.  Basically after that I just rested till the medication was done being administered.  At this time when I was starting to move around and get unhooked I did start to feel a bit lightheaded and heart started racing a bit.  Again I just took my time and a few deep breaths to calm myself and after a few minutes was good to go.  I could tell right away that my pain was better.  The achy feeling that usually resides in my joints was gone and I was really excited.  However I was told by the doctor that everyone feels that way right after and the real test would be seeing how I felt after a few days, by then which the medication would be completely out of my system.  I went home and had the expected feelings of being tired, but not so severe as to ruin my whole day, and not the drugged tired I was anticipating.  Needless to say I slept great that night. So generally if you are going to get any benefit from the medication you will know within a few days, then it’s just a matter of how long you will get that pain relief.  

For me it lasted about two and half weeks and made the almost 36 hours of traveling I did to get to Bali easily bearable.  Keep in mind that the last time I had traveled a month prior I was on a plane for only about three hours and suffered a major flare afterwords.  I found that not only did I have less pain in general but when I did need to take extra medication I could take half or less of what I would normally have taken and get the same results.  This was very exciting since I am all for anything that means I can take less pain medicine to function at the same level as others.  

The time spent getting the approval, the overall cost, and the time spent getting and recovering from the infusion were well worth it for me.  But remember that this type of infusion does not work everyone.  Some people receive no benefit at all, but in my opinion it is something worth trying if it can lead to a better life.  Try anything once they say.

For more information on Lidociane Infusions please visit the Therapies section of Articles on this website. 

Dieting

Dieting

So we all have been down the road of feeling like we really want to lose those few extra pounds.  Whether it’s so our cloths fit better, our joints hurt less, or we just want to feel more comfortable in our own bodies, dieting with a rare disease can be tricky.  I have over the years gained and lost weight a few times but finally found something that worked well for me.  

First thing is that we all need to realize that one diet does not fit all.  We each need to find the diet that works best for us.  For me it was a low calorie high protein diet.  I eliminated alcohol and 95% of soda, switching to lots of water, iced tea, and water flavored with artificial sugar free sweeteners.  I made sure to have a healthy supply of pre-packaged 100 calorie snacks and larger meals less than 300 calories.  I also eliminated milk and most other dairy products.   Next is to calculate the minimum number of calories I needed each day to lose weight if I didn’t do any exercise.  Once all that stuff was done, calculated, and factored the last step was to prepare my kitchen.  As devastating as it was to complete the last step it was necessary.  All the junk foods, temptation foods, and otherwise unhealthy snacks and treats that usually reside in my kitchen than took up residence in the trash.  Avoiding temptation and foods not pre-pared in portion sizes is the easiest way to quickly get on a good schedule and routine with eating.  It took me about two weeks of logging my foods and measuring, yes with a measuring cup, all my foods to know just how much I could have.  I would eat pickles instead of chips for salt, fruit cups for sugar instead of cookies or other sweets, and jerky of some kind for protein snacks on a regular basis.  I also made sure to always have more then one large size water bottle or other container to hold liquids with me so I always had enough to drink.  Sometimes when you think you’re hungry your body is actually trying to tell you you’re dehydrated.  So also make sure to drink at least 8 ounces of water or other liquid prior to eating if you think you are hungry before when you should be.

Interestingly I found that my stomach immediately shrank so I also had to learn quickly to throw away extra food rather than finish those last few bites.  Those last few bites add up and before you know it there is a few extra pounds where you don’t want them. 

The next unexpected thing was how I started to feel physically.  I found that the less I ate the better I felt.  Both my GI system and musculoskeletal systems started doing better.  When I didn’t consume large meals I didn’t experience excess fatigue afterwards, and there seemed to be a small degree of less pain.  It was like my body was working to hard to process the food I was eating and so in eating less my body got a break and started feeling better.  

Having to do all this while suffering from HPP is an extra step since there are certain dietary considerations.  For example I switched to Almond milk which contains more protein per cup but has twice the amount of dietary calcium.  This meant I had to watch my calcium intake even closer because what used to be one of four meals/snacks witch calcium I could have a day I could now only have about two to two and half.  I also needed to watch phosphorus and Vitamin D since many foods made for dieting are highly fortified and contain extra vitamins and minerals I really do not need.  Once you establish a relative schedule and range of foods all it takes to lose that weight is 30 minutes a day of some kind of cardio activity that causes sweating.

Given that going to the gym can be a task for someone with a chronic illness it is also important to be able to establish a few good exercises that can be done at home and stick them on days you can not make it to the gym.  By sticking to the diet and exercise program I set out before me I was able to lose nearly 30lbs in three months.  

Post Diagnosis First Job Interview

Post Diagnosis First Job Interview

It’s been a tough road post diagnosis with HPP.  I had to re-think all the plans I had made for my life starting with what in the hell I was going to do for work.  At 28yrs old and for the most part an active person most of my life, having to consider that I might not be able to handle a full time job, let alone get one in my field of education, was a hard pill to swallow.  I had to take the time and evaluate how much I could safely handle.  My field of choice and passion is EMS(emergency medical services), and there is nothing better to me then providing comfort and care to people in their darkest times.  I have worked as an AEMT for years.  Mostly on an on-call bases but hey it was something.  So never in a million years did I think I would get another chance to work in the field after diagnosis. 

RCecently I was offered a chance to work for my local EMS service.  I was over the moon excited and immediately started planning how I was going to do better, get in better shape, eat better, be better so I could foe fill my passion and help people.  Thankfully they offered the chance at part time, perfect for me, so I jumped at the chance, sent in my application, and within days was at the clinic for my pre-work screening.   

The pre-work screening is standard in any EMS position since you do have to be physically fit enough to carry the equipment and lift and work with patients.  I knew I would have no trouble there since I had been doing this stuff prior to diagnosis and treatment with Strensiq.  And of course there was the drug screen, which again I was prepared for knowing the medication I take would show up positive.  I had a doctors note saying they did not affect my mental faculties and I was able to function at a higher level when taking them given my chronic condition.  I had done this before with another EMT position and was met with no opposition.  The next part was a consultation with the doctor who would assess me to make sure my reflexes and medical history would not affect my ability to perform.  

So you can imagine my surprise when the doctor took one look at my medications, a standard question on the form, and started asking questions about what they were for and what I had.  Being that I had not shared with my potential employer my disease I was hesitant to discuss it, but I also know that lying could open me up to legal issues.  So I proceeded to give him the basics.  Shortly after my explanation of a disease this doctor knew nothing about he asked me, in a not so positive fashion, if I really thought this position was a good fit for me given my chronic condition.  I must admit that the moment following that question seemed to last longer than it did because never has anyone questioned my physical capabilities.  I was after all a life long athlete and strong despite my disease.  I’m not even sure how I stumble through my reply of something along the lines of “I was doing this prior to diagnosis and treatment so yes it’s the best fit for me plus it’s part time”.  I think the doctor was a little taken aback by my reply as well because he continued to press the issue with comments about my ability to recover compared to others.  Just to top it off he asked what I would do if my partner failed while we were trying to lift a 250lb patient into the ambulance.  Again my mental faculties stuttered since I’m pretty sure anyone on the job would struggle with that much dead weight on their own.  But I replied that since I had this condition I probably was better equipped to deal with this type of situation since I have already trained myself how to lift, move, fall, and catch myself in emergency situations.  He simply replied he was not here to judge that only to make sure I was making the correct decision and determine if my reflexes and muscle tone were good, which of course they were perfect. 

The rest of the screening was a breeze, not to say I completed it without pain, but no more than anyone else and I felt good, like I had proved I could still do this job I love.  But something started to eat at the back of mind, what the doctor had asked and how he talked to me.  Given that this had never happened before, and that it had taken a year for this job to come along, I wanted to be prepared for any outcome.  So I turned to my support group for of course support and advice. 

You can again imagine my shock when the comments starting coming in and they were not positive.  I was told to grow a thick skin because I might have to go through denial a dozen times before a company was willing to take the risk of hiring me.   I was told I was selfish for being upset about not getting the job (even though I hadn’t even heard from them yet), because other families had suffered more then me, lost children to the disease, and been told they had limitations their whole life.  I was told I complain to much and that I hide behind my #nolimits.  It took a dozen posts before someone stood up for me and anyone offered solid advise.  

Not only was I now worried about getting a job that I had previously thought would be no problem getting, but I was upset at the outpouring of negative and judgmental commentary coming from the one group of people I could turn to who would understand where I was coming from.  This is ridiculous I thought, what ever happened to good advice, sympathy, empathy, support and positivity.  Had I not suffered enough to deserve that from this group of people?  I started questioning myself, and I felt like I didn’t deserve this dream job, and my suffering was no longer valid, that my pain didn’t count, that my voice was only annoying rather than helpful.  Of course I cried, and round and round I went in my own head, trying to think my way out of the pit of despair I just been thrown into.  

I decided in the end that if I had to suffer more and go off my medications in order to do the thing I loved most, I would.  The physical pain I would potentially endure would be nothing to the prison I would otherwise live in inside my mind.  The depression of being told you can’t, you won’t, or you shouldn’t, to me is more debilitating then any physical pain I have been through.  So I would find a way, take the chances, make the changes.  I would endure.  But I also decided that for the first time social media, i.e facebook, was not a healthy place to get what I needed support wise.  It was because of social media that I had my meltdown and questioned myself so deeply, something I had not done since deciding I would not let this illness rule my life or limit what I was capable of doing.  This incident had gone on to blow out of proportion and not only affect me, but my relationship with my husband and my ties to the only community that could share in my struggles.

Long story short, after tears, depression, sleeplessness, questioning, doubting, and more, I decided to leave facebook.  I gathered my thoughts, renewed my inner strength with the help of some supporters, vowed to make changes in the way I deal with my personal relationships, and set my mind back in the right place which was that they had no reason not to hire me and to remain optimistic. 

People with HPP are doing amazing things they have been told they can not do every day.  Each person that accomplishes something brings hope to others for a life where limits do not apply.

Dad’s Point of View – Ch. 1, Fear and Pride – May 10, 2017

Dad’s Point of View – Ch. 1, Fear and Pride – May 10, 2017

This is the first in a short series of article written by my dad, the parent of child with HPP diagnosed after living what we all thought would turn out to be a perfectly normal life.

We always knew something was wrong.  We thought it was depression, or ADD, or maybe she just wasn’t naturally academic.  Annalise was just too fatigued to complete her studying, and the level of fatigue varied with stress.  She had occasional injuries, but what do you expect from a no-holds-barred soccer and volleyball player?

I can imagine nothing harder than for a father to raise an active daughter who wants to reach for the stars on everything, but sometimes cannot make her body do it.

Nor can I imagine anything more rewarding than to watch one’s daughter cross the stage to get her college diploma, or win the Badger State Games in shot put, or build an accurate six-foot-tall human heart, or become known as the best I-V needle stick in the business, or hold your arm as you give her away to the next man in her life.

Annalise works occasionally for a very wonderful rheumatologist (remember that “best I-V needle stick”?) whose brother is a pain management doctor.  That doctor just happened to have been talking to an endocrinologist who happened to have heard about hypophosphatasia.

A referral was arranged, and Annalise had her blood test to compare to two previous tests.  They found an ongoing pattern of low levels of alkaline phosphatase.  A diagnosis of hypophosphatasia (HPP) was recorded.  Annalise was – very briefly – overjoyed, and I was nearly as happy for her.  Finally, there was a name for the enemy robbing her strength and energy.  Finally, there was proof that she was not a hypochondriac or a malingerer. 

Her mother, a superb RN who had fought the medical profession (and anyone else who didn’t believe Annalise) brought us back down to earth as she studied all she could learn about HPP, and we began to realize the enormity of the task facing Annalise in fighting this enemy.  Nonetheless, fight it she has.  Read her blog entries to learn more about that fight.  And I will add more articles to tell you about the effect her HPP has had on me.          

                                    

The Villages: Florida (A different kind of vacation)

The Villages: Florida (A different kind of vacation)

Just because we suffer and have this crappy disease doesn’t mean we have to be home-bound.  Yes traveling can be a bit of task with having to carry extra medication and allow for extra time, not to mention access to medical care where we’re going if something happens.  But I have stumbled upon a rather unique type of vacation that I would not have even considered interesting if I didn’t have this disease. 

I’m young, 28 years old, so the typical Cancun, drink, dance, stay out and party all night vacation is just not realistic.  Spending hours in a car going from place to place taking chances wherever you go.  Sometimes being young on the outside and being young on the inside are two totally different things.  I frequently say “I’m 28 on the outside but I’m really 80 on the inside”. 

Sooooooo……why not vacation in a retirement community?  Sounds dull right? Wrong! I recently had an opportunity to visit The Villages in Florida.  What a great place for someone who wants all the fun of being young and all the convenience of being older.  The entire community is laced with golf cart paths allowing for a very pleasant and comfortable ride wherever I went.  Even better, there is always a place to easily pull over, get out and stretch, or readjust.  The entire community is packed with beautiful golf courses not only teaming with interesting characters, but the wildlife is unreal, and tame enough to get some good pictures because they are used to the hustle and bustle of the regular residents. 

I spoke with residents of the community and learned about the great healthcare system in place.  There are AED’s located all around every neighborhood in case of emergency, and EMS is never more then a few minutes away.  Not to mention you the patient are never more than a few minutes away from a more then capable hospital.  Should something more catastrophic happen and you need to be flown out, there are always places for the helicopter to land due to the large number of cul de sacs, flat golf courses, open spans of road and so on.  For someone who can potentially step off the curb and cause major damage to themselves I found this to be of great comfort, because lets be honest you never know what’s going to happen and when.   And something that must not be left out is how handicap accessable everything is.  They have designed this place for an older generation but it also works great for those who try to avoid things like stairs.

There are several area hotels to stay at not to mention the great number of seasonal rentals should you wish to have your own home for a few weeks!  Another major comfort since it allows one to store their medication in more reliable refrigerator and freeze cold packs for the ride home. Plus there are some top quality grocery stores so you can easily stick to whatever type of diet you may be on.  Each person is able to obtain a visitor pass that lets them into the various sub-communities and their wonderful amenities.  There is everything from nightly dancing in several of the town squares, to Polo match’s, bike races, shuffle board, bocci ball, horseshoes, dog parks, golf lessons, concerts, lavish movie theaters, weekly events, farmers markets, the list goes on and on.  You can even download The Villages app and get all the calendar event times and locations, GPS for your golf cart, and more.  This place is busy, and not, all at the same time.  I loved eating at the unique country clubs and restaurants  and all were priced SUPER WELL!  Not to mention that majority of the places had menus with meals spelled out so you’re not guessing what might be in something.  It was great because no one seemed in a hurry but everyone seemed active, it was like my insides fit right in even if my outside didn’t.  The people here despite being mostly on the older side, were as full of life as any younger community and more then happy to socialize. 

So why not try a change of pace and enter the “bubble” that is The Villages.  Even if you are traveling with little ones there are activities for them since it is not uncommon for kids to visit their grandparents.  Not to mention you’re only an hour from Disney Land.  The days are warm the nights are cool and there is always something fun and new to experience.  Get lost on your golf cart and go find an alligator chilling on the golf green.  Remember you don’t have to be limited to what you think you can do.  Every person with or without this disease has #nolimits, and it’s nice to get away someplace where people understand pain, but also the pleasure of living. 

For more information on The Villages visit:

https://www.thevillages.com/

If you’re young take a chance and live like the older ones do, and if you’re older, see how you could be living!