Today I’m moving on and forgiving myself to become a better me
How procrastination was a symptom and cause of my troubled recovery
“Start where you are. Use what you have. Do what you can.” — tennis champion Arthur Ashe
Six years ago, my life changed. That’s when I experienced my first spontaneous pneumothorax, or a sudden collapsed lung.
The year before, I’d been laid off from my job. I spent that next year looking for an opportunity that would help me take care of my family and our home. My kids were in school, and I didn’t want my wife to carry the bulk of the financial responsibilities. While I was searching for a job in my field as a video editor, I took a few editing courses to stay current. My life-changer of a health crisis came a few weeks after that.
I’d been diagnosed with sarcoidosis before the collapsed lung, which didn’t help. In fact, it took over a year for my health to improve, and even then, I didn’t get back to my old normal. Instead, I was using supplemental oxygen and participating in pulmonary rehabilitation at the local Temple University Hospital in Philadelphia. I decided then to look for part-time employment — even though I thought, “Who’s going to hire a man who’s 54 years old and partly disabled?”
My pulmonologist wasn’t too crazy about me trying to return to the workforce, but as I told him, it was better than sitting around and worrying about my health. Sitting in front of the television would accomplish nothing. That’s pretty much what I’d been doing, and it wasn’t enough for me.
But personal change, in many ways, was harder than I’d expected.
On procrastination
“Procrastination is the art of keeping up with yesterday.” — ethicist Don Marquis
When I reflect on the time I’ve spent in the hospital wondering about my future, I get depressed. In fact, it seems I wasted so much time wondering about my future that I had trouble attempting to improve it. I still get angry with myself because I should’ve been more proactive. I allowed the mental effects of sarcoidosis to dictate how I was living.
I decided that could no longer be the case.
I took a personal inventory of all that I wanted to do once I got my health together. Though I haven’t checked off all that list, I’m closer to it than I was six years ago.
Procrastination makes it much easier to do nothing. That’s what happened to me. Sometimes it seems the hardest truths are the ones we’re faced with. I became the cause and effect of my problem.
I’ve tried to live as stress-free as possible, but much to my embarrassment, I haven’t been able to do that. My procrastination is definitely linked to my stress. What’s more, I’ve learned that there’s a connection between procrastination and post-traumatic stress disorder (PTSD) — significant to me, as I first experienced PTSD after that first spontaneous pneumothorax.
Today I’m a new person. Today is where I start to use what I have to improve my state. Today I have to break the mental hold of sarcoidosis.
I still have more to offer in life. I can’t do a lot of what I used to do, but I can still do plenty. I have to believe that my obstacle, my sarcoidosis, doesn’t define me. If anything, it makes me stronger because I have a greater appreciation for what I still have — and that fuels my hope of becoming a better me.
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Comments
Francis Thompson
Every time I read one of your articles it brings me hope and helps me know that I am not alone in this journey. I can relate to your condition. I have been suffering since 2005. I grew up near the Philadelphia airport in Tinicum and my wife came from southwest. I just wanted to share with you one thought; it is hard to find a doctor for Sarcoidosis. I sunk to to point where I was upset every morning because I was still alive. My wife forced me to go to the Cleveland Clinic because they have a great Sarcoidosis group. It took a while; however, they were able to stabilize me and put me on my current path. I no longer wish to die. My old self does not exist today. However, the current me has a life to live and a purpose to provide for my family and serve others.
Charlton Harris
I can't thank you enough for your kind words, Mr. Thompson! Like you, there were some days where I felt like I couldn't give anymore than I already have. It took some soul-searching on my behalf to change that thinking. I hadn't realized at that time that it could've been the sarcoidosis making me feel that way. I shifted my focus to keep thinking about what I used to do rather than what I can do. Once I did that, I became more grateful because I'm still here to do what I can, no matter what it takes or how long it takes me. WE ARE HERE FOR A REASON!
Keep living the best you can and make sure that the folks around you see that this condition won't beat you into submission.
KEEP FIGHTING, we're the chosen minority!
Peace and many blessings to you, Sir!
-C-