Choosing Between the 2 Faces of Sarcoidosis
Like a coin, there are two sides to every story. A disagreement involves two different perspectives. A face has two cheeks. And sarcoidosis has two faces. I was reminded of this while helping an old friend and his son last week.
My friend called me two weeks ago and said his son was shooting a music video. Because of my background in video production, he wanted to pick my brain about equipment, production strategies, and post-production techniques. His son recently graduated high school and has been accepted into Drexel University on a full scholarship.
I was happy for my friend and his son, and was ready to do anything I could to help. My friend texted me his concerns, and later, his son called me and we talked in depth for over an hour.
I can’t begin to explain how grateful I was that someone was once again relying on my knowledge and experience. The more the son and I talked, the better I felt, and the more excited I became. I felt like I belonged somewhere.
I’ve been working in the video business for over 30 years, and I can’t think of a single day when I didn’t enjoy my work. It’s my first love, but don’t tell my wife!
However, if I’m not careful, sarcoidosis can make me believe that I’m limited in life, and in my ability to work.
I haven’t picked up my camera in over three years. The last time I shot anything was the week before my first spontaneous pneumothorax in 2018. This phone call and conversation was just what the doctor ordered. The young man inspired me to break out of my shell and revisit the part of my life I thought was over because of sarcoidosis.
I was so excited that, during a conference call with my friend and his son, I blurted out, “I’ll take your tests for you! Your professor will wonder how a freshman knows more than they do about video.”
His father quickly talked me out of it. “Don’t tell him that. He’ll call you!”
Turning the other cheek while living with sarcoidosis
This situation reminded me that sarcoidosis has two faces. The more prominent face urges me to limit myself because of my condition. It tells me to accept it, since there’s no cure. I may move a little more slowly, need to be conscious of my surroundings, and require supplemental oxygen, but sarcoidosis has got me all wrong. I haven’t lost my excitement for living, and I haven’t compromised on any activities.
Since my initial conversation with the young man, we’ve had several more. I dusted off my camera, charged the batteries, and pulled out some other equipment I thought he may need. On the day of the shoot, I got a text two hours beforehand that everything had been canceled due to the weather. Needless to say, it was a big letdown for me and my son, who was planning to join me. I was looking forward to sharing my knowledge and experience with the young folks.
Although the video didn’t happen that day, it still felt good to get back into the groove and immediacy of video production. This is the other face of sarcoidosis: It allows me to forget about the condition and feel comforted by getting back where I belong.
There are two sides to every dilemma, compromise, and disagreement. Those of us living with sarcoidosis have to determine which side we’ll choose: the side that holds our emotions hostage, or the side that enables us to live freely?
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