Tuesday, September 16, 2014

Scleroderma


In a blog post entitled “A Death Sentence Known as Scleroderma,” a mom of a girl named Kelly speaks of Kelly’s daily struggle with the disease, Scleroderma. She says, “It is especially hard when you have no idea if your daughter will last a month, a year or ten years. And for all of the mothers out there whose children are just being diagnosed, I want them to have a better fighting chance than I believe my daughter received. And I don’t want them to ever hear the words ‘We don’t know what causes it, and don’t know how to cure it, so just sit back and wait to die.’ To child of 17, that is nothing more than a death sentence that never gets out of their head.” (P. Mooney, page 1) Scleroderma is an autoimmune disorder made up of a group of diseases that affect connective tissue and organs within the body; there are several types of scleroderma, there is no cure and research remains critically unfunded.
            The word scleroderma is derived from the Greek words “skleros” which means hard or indurate. It is also derived from the Greek word “derma” which means skin. Hippocrates first described the “scleroderma condition” as “thickened skin.” In 1752, the first detailed description of scleroderma was given as “wood like or containing a dry hide.” In 1836, the term scleroderma was applied to patient’s condition for the very first time. The patient had dark leather like skin and exhibited a loss of range in joint motion due to the skin tightening. (S. Jimenez, page 1)
            Even though doctors and scientists do know that it affects the skin and organs, the cause is universally unknown. There are also a few things that the disease is not. Scleroderma is not cancerous. It is now contagious. It is not infectious. It is not malignant. (Scleroderma Foundation, page 1) However, the cause is completely unknown. Though the cause is primarily unknown, it is known that it begins by one’s body producing too much collagen in the skin and other organs. (U.S. National Library of Medicine, page 1) There are two main types of Scleroderma, localized and systemic. Localized type often only affects the skin and does not generally harm the major organs of one’s body. The systemic type affects the skin, blood vessels, and the major organs. Most localized types show up before one reaches age 40 and is the least common in African Americans. Systemic type is more common in ages 30-50 and is generally more serious than the localized type. (National Institute of Arthritis and Musculoskeletal and Skin Diseases, page 2)
            Though the cause is unknown, the effects and symptoms are certainly alive and visible. The disease affects mainly the skin, kidneys, heart, digestion, lungs, teeth, movement, and speech. From those, however, other problems could stem. Skin problems could include dry and stiff skin, fingers or toes turning blue or white, hair loss, and skin hardening or tightening. (U.S. National Library of Medicine, page 1) Dry mouth and dental problems include tight skin on your face, trouble caring for teeth, and harm to tissues in the mouth can loosen teeth. “Gastrointestinal problems can include heartburn, trouble swallowing, feeling full as soon as you start eating, and diarrhea, constipation, and gas.” (National Institute of Arthritis and Musculoskeletal and Skin Diseases, page 5) Problems from lung damage could include loss of lung function, lung disease, scarring of lung tissue, and high blood pressure. Heart problems include scarring and weakness, swelling of the heart muscle, and a heartbeat that isn’t normal. Kidney failure can also result from Scleroderma. Most people with Scleroderma have skin changes in how their skin looks which can affect their self-image. (National Institute of Arthritis and Musculoskeletal and Skin Diseases, page 6)
            Because of all of the effects of Scleroderma, your life can be rather changed by this awful disease. Everyday activities can sometimes be brought to a halt due to fatigue or other physical limitations brought on by the disease. I know this first hand from the toll it has played on my Aunt Lisa throughout the last five to ten years. She was diagnosed at the age of 18 and has had spells over the years but it is just now really affecting her life. For example, everyday as soon as she gets home from work, she goes straight home to sleep because her body literally cannot take anymore. In most people, problems with digestion may require changes in diet and they may have to eat several small meals rather than a few larger meals. Moisturizer applied to the skin is also very imperative to deal with dry and stiff skin. Patients stay very cold and in order to stay warm, it is good to dress in layers, wear socks, boots and gloves. More important than coping with physical ailments, patients must learn how to deal with the physiological and emotional toll it takes on the body. Just like any other chronic, fatal disease, coping with the fact that there is virtually no cure is literally distressing on the body and mind, to know that you could literally just harden up and die. (America College of Rheumatology Communications, page 2)
            Currently, scleroderma research remains critically unfunded by the National Institute of Health. However, the Scleroderma Research Foundation is doing all that it can to provide research and funds to support the fight against Scleroderma and the race to a cure. “Until new therapies are made possible by advances in medical research, people living with scleroderma continue to have hope, knowing that scientists are working every day on their behalf.” (Scleroderma Research Foundation, page 1)
To me, this awful disease is worse than cancer because it can potentially affect the entire body, not just a certain area. There is no cure and patients living with it have to find other ways to cope with the disease. It is my prayer that scientists can find something to give people like my Aunt Lisa hope that one day this fatal, chronic disease can at least be brought to a halt to prolong life and make better the quality of life, despite Scleroderma.






Tuesday, September 9, 2014

for a reason..


I have so many thoughts running through my head right now... Let's see if I can write them all down to where it makes some sort of sense and maybe does some inspiring or enlightening along the way.. 

First, I am a "cliche" person who believes and takes to heart many cliche sayings, like, my favorite, "everything happens for a reason." Tonight, I can share two accounts or proof of this to be true. 
Tuesday nights for me consist of YoungLife and Worship at the Wesley House. YoungLife is always awesome and goes above and beyond my expectations, however, at Wesley tonight... we sang the worship song, "Came to My Rescue." Not only is this one of my favorite songs ever, but it is one of my "go-to" songs when I am struggling with something. 

I distinctly remember after a very difficult time in my life about six months ago, I literally think I sang that song every day for like two weeks straight. It starts out like this, "Falling to my knees in worship, giving all I am to seek Your Face, Lord all I am is Yours. My whole life I place in Your hands, God of Mercy, humbled I bow down, in Your presence, at Your throne." This song just speaks volumes to me about the literal act of humbling ourselves when we cannot bear the load anymore and being willing to give "it" to God, whatever "it" may be. For me at the time, it was just a mix of emotions--anger, bitterness, regret, sorrow.. you name it, I was feeling it. 

The chorus then follows and says, "I called, You answered.. You came to my rescue and I, I wanna be where You are.." The beauty in these lines is that yes, as believers in Christ, we must have a constant routine of giving things up to God, but after doing that, we must trust that He will come to our rescue and we must trust that we are to be where He is. To go where He says go and stay where He says stay. Tonight, though, as we sang the song, it meant something different to me. It was a thankful, rejoicing  song; I am thankful in the fact that six months ago when I sang (okay maybe I actually screamed) but when I sang that song then, HE came to my rescue. The Lord of all the Earth met me in my place of distrust, my place of hurt, my place of discomfort and reminded me that I am His. 

Throughout this past week, I have also been dealing with more crazy emotions and mixed feelings about where I am supposed to be right now, so tonight it was also, me saying, "Hey, Lord, here I am again. Show me where to go. I am here in worship, listening to You. Now would You show me the way? Would You please come to my rescue again?" I kind of think of Daddy's and their little girls... As a young girl, I always called upon my Daddy to rescue me, didn't matter what from-Daddy could always save the day.. Got a splinter? Call Daddy. Need some help getting out of a batting slump? Call Daddy. Want to go get away from the world and ride on the four wheeler? Call Daddy. Need some help building a simple machine for 4th grade science? Call Daddy. In the same way, we are told to call upon the Lord and whatever we ask of, we shall receive. I said all of that to say that I felt a sense of peace tonight as my fellow "students" and I sang that song to the top of our lungs tonight in worship. I felt that Jesus was right there, at my rescue, again. Singing that song happened for a reason. 

Secondly, later on tonight as I came back into my from the night of worship, I realized that my phone will not charge. Now, the first "reason" that comes to mind for this happening is the fact that I might need to stay off of it just a tad, but with my 1 year old son at home without me, I have a hard time believing that to be true. However, in order to keep myself busy until I feel ready to go to bed. I scanned Facebook, particularly my Facebook profile. My, how rewarding that was. I, first and foremost, got to see how God has worked through my life through different trials and how He has continuously answered prayers (things I posted prior that have since been answered). I was also reminded what a STRONG support system I have and the community I have surrounding me that loves me unconditionally, I literally cried reading some comments and statuses. I was reminded how harsh death can be and how quickly life can be ended, by reading through my posts about a dear friend, Peyton Randall (love you, sweet girl.) Lastly, I was slapped in the face with just how fast life passes us by. I scrolled through the last two years of my life and could not believe that some events literally happened TWO years ago when I feel like they happened yesterday. It is sad to me that we spend most of our time wishing for future time that we rarely enjoy the present, that is the way of the world. I felt a sense of guilt as I myself have wished time away as much as the next, but I now have a one year old who will soon be two and then twenty if I am not careful. Time is of the essence and I am thankful for the reminder. Though I am bummed about my phone and will literally have waterworks on the 3rd floor of MEP if it does not cut on in the morning, my, am i thankful that it cut off so that I had time to reflect. I believe that my phone crashed, tonight in particular, for a reason. I could almost hear God Himself saying, "slow down, Elizabeth." 



"I believe that everything happens for a reason. People change so you can learn to let go. Things go wrong so you can learn to appreciate them when they go right.... somehow good things fall apart so that better things can fall together." 

Every little thing, I believe, happens for a reason...



Bless ya! 
Elizabeth 

Monday, September 8, 2014

centrifuge


My first thought about Centrifuge Brain Project video is that though I love roller coasters, I would never be able to ride any of those rides... Good thing they are fake, right? The wedding cake ride was absolutely brilliant! I think it is interesting that one, someone thought things up like roller coasters so interesting and in depth as to talk and think about how they would affect the brains of both kids and adults alike. Two, I also think that it is immensely time consuming of someone to 
completely make this up. 

However, it proves one obvious, yet ugly truth of the world today: everything that we see isn't true, especially things in and on the media. There are plenty of things in the media and on the internet or TV that completely aren't true, yet we perceive them as true because of former instances or because the ones providing info make it completely believable. 

Who's up for a ride on the wedding cake?? By the way, if you haven't seen the video- you must look it up to see for yourself... Type in Centrifuge Brain Project into Google. 






Wednesday, September 3, 2014

then sings my soul...



I know I have mentioned before just how thankful I am to be where I am right now in my life, but I am mentioning it again because the thankfulness still rings true, every single day, my heart is thankful. I am blessed and I realize that every day that I wake up at the beautiful campus that is Mercer University. I am grateful that I have met so many new friends while here and that I am able to be involved in so many new, challenging, rewarding things. Last night, me and one of my best girl friends sat down and wrote down things in our planner for the next couple of months. Literally, it is so full. However, the fullness brings joy to my soul. To know that I can spend a weekend at Epworth by the Sea with my Wesley group, to know that I have bible study one night a week, to know that I can wake up and go to the gym with friends, and to know that on Saturdays I will be in the stands cheering on the Bears brings utter fulfillment to my soul. I am so happy here and know that this is right where I am supposed to be at this particular time in my life. While most days, I have moments of weakness because I miss Clay, I press on because this is my new home and one day my new home will have made a totally new, better, enriching home for both me and him.


As teenagers, I know that we can get lost in this crazy world, trying to fit in and be somebody. It takes time and hard work to truly get where one wants to be. However, as teenagers, myself included, I hope that we can dig down deep to find where the rubber meets the road and to find where and what it is that makes us tick, what is it that makes our soul joyful, what is it that makes us content in where we are. For me, yes I am happy at Mercer, but before I made this move in my life, I prayed long and hard about it. I still pray continuously for God to show me His way and where I am supposed to be. I don't know that we are ever FULLY content, but I know that we can get pretty dang close if we take time to smell the roses, take time to listen to your heart, and take time to follow the One who leads your heart. I am thankful that I have done so for there is no doubt in my mind that I am right where He wants me. 




Romans 15:13 "May the God of hope fill you with joy and peace as you trust in Him, so that you may overflow with hope by the power of the Holy Spirit." 









Wednesday, August 27, 2014

Oh, Mary..

Excuse the late night study "selfie", please...

Tonight, I had the privilege of attending RUF (Reformed University Fellowship). We were presented a "sermon" or lesson over the story of Jesus' birth. It was a much different approach than any I had ever heard before.

The part that sticks out the most in my mind, though, is that of Mary. Having been thru all that comes with pregnancy (teenage pregnancy might I add), the nastiness (truth hurts) of labor and the struggle of a newborn.. my heart literally, truly, utterly aches for sweet, innocent Mary.

I honestly cannot fathom the thought of literally being told that I would be with child knowing I was a virgin. I cannot fathom the thought of traveling to a crowded inn to have my child.. and then being thrown into a stable to do such a thing as labor? Are you kidding? With stinky, nasty animals surrounding me? Cannot fathom the nervousness and anxiousness that Mary must have felt to know that her newborn would be a Savior to all of the people, as it is written in Luke. All moms are rather biased to their children... but really? You're telling me that I am to birth the One who will save THE people, like my people, your people.. ALL THE people. Whoa, angel, whoa. Not me. (see, just wouldn't rock with me)

But, oh.... blessed Mary...

It is just an amazing story that God literally came down in the flesh as the Savior Jesus Christ and CHOSE to be born the way He was--the beauty of the mess...in the filthiness of a stable outside of a crowded inn, child of a scared, timid, young virgin....


Oh, Mary... Bless you.








Monday, August 25, 2014

Destiny... More than a wife.

Before beginning my college journey, about a month ago, I stumbled across an article written by a woman entitled "67 things I wish I had known at 18"... I, being the curious, random person that I am just had to read this article, especially since I am 18 (how perfect, right? maybe this article will help me figure everything out! Ha!)

Let me just briefly say, the quick tips on those 67 lines were beyond helpful and most certainly true and I am thankful that I just happened to find it, right in the middle of my 18th year. However, tonight, as I just read back thru the 67 things, I had to stop at number 31: "you are destined to be more than someone's wife. act like it." Wow. Whether we like to admit or not, as teenage girls walking a college campus, the one thing constantly running thru our minds is that one cute guy in our Economics class or the one reallyyyyy cute guy that we just caught looking at us for more than five seconds from across the cafeteria... but I worry sometimes that we, as girls, (myself included) get all too carried away stressing over our relationship with a significant other. I mean, after all we are destined to be something on our own, too, right? I hope to one day land a career in the field of Marketing... that is what I am destined to be, right? I want to have a family of my own... I am destined to be a mom, right? I want to travel the world.. that, too, is part of my destiny, right?

I am so thankful that both of my parents have encouraged and pushed me to "make-do" and do certain things on my own as well as make sure that I get a career of my own so that I will one day be able to provide for myself and my family on my own without a "husband." What if I don't get married? What if the guy that God chooses for me gets deathly ill and can no longer provide for the needs of our family? What if one day the man whom I love with everything in me decides to up and walk away, for whatever reason? This day and time, if there is one thing for certain: it is the uncertain. No one ever knows what tomorrow may bring our way.

Though it probably is in our destiny to one day make someone a happy man and become his wife.. I truly hope that we college girls can look over that one tiny glimpse into the future and focus on all of the other things that life brings our way, too.

One of my favorite authors wrote this, "There are winds of destiny that blow when we least expect them. Sometimes they gust with the fury of a hurricane, sometimes they barely fan one's cheek. But the winds cannot be denied, bringing as they often do, a future that is impossible to ignore."

Though we may not always be able to ignore that really handsome football player in the library or the cute frat boy in the business hall, we must wait on our own destiny to arrive and be as it may--a wife, a school teacher, sunday school teacher, mom or all of the above... It will blow and then, we will know.. destiny...


Bless you!
Elizabeth





Friday, August 22, 2014

more than sideways ponytails... priorities

So much has changed in the past year... As I sit back and look at my Instagram posts over the course of the last 50-60 weeks.. It amazes me. My daddy has always said things like "it will be gone before you know it." or "your priorities will soon change." and like any teenage girl.. My, how it all goes in one ear and out of the other.. But, over time, I've learned... he is so right.

PRIORITIES? Yeah... Right. About those... 
Middle school: my priorities, in no particular order were as follows.... making sure my high, sideways, (so unattractive) ponytail was fixed just right, making sure my jeans were just long enough to cover my sperrys, texting my friends to make sure we wore the same tshirt on the same day at least once every single week (oh and the sleeves were rolled up twice on each arm), and finally, being the biggest teacher's pet I could possibly be. 

High school: priorities to me were arriving to school fashionably late just to be "cool"; making sure I had a seat in the student section at home football games; having at least one "rough" day a week at school and by rough, I mean like swear pants, hair tied chilling with no make-up on type of rough; joining all the clubs I could possibly join; worrying about quanity of friends rather than quality; and finally, making sure that no matter what happened, there was some boy at my fingertips.

And now, beginning of college.... 
Instead of the high sideways ponytail, it is now the high, Kim K ponytail or a high "sock bun". 
It is making sure to have Chaco sandals to walk campus in rather than sperrys. 
Instead of teacher's pet, I just get teachers' email for emergencies, but only for emergencies! Or questions... Maybe they may sometimes constitute as an emergency. 
You better hope you're not late to class, actually it should be a priority to get there exactly on time or you just might miss that Old Testament quiz that is given the first five minutes of class... 
The one rough day has suddenly turned into a priority of just getting up and putting on powder at least every day, maybe. (A girl can dream, right?) 
It is having few quality friends, quality relationships rather than 20 million that mean nothing. 
Lastly, boys are just friends at this point and having just some boy is no longer "cool" but rather waiting on the right one Friendship, with everyone, is such a priority and that I hope it stays.. Nothing more, nothing less.

I think however, the biggest priority, all throughout the years is to get yourself together and keep yourself together... The high ponytails will come and go, the friends will come and then leave, teachers change like the wind, shoes go out of style... But you and me... We stay the same. We are still us at the end of the day, and that "us" should be the best it could possibly be.. 

One of my favorite quotes ever reads, "whatever you are, be a good one." Priorities, my friends, priorities...