I’m More Than the Labels That Come With Myasthenia Gravis

The caregiver. The parent. The big sister. The only child. The husband/wife/spouse. The honors student. The executive. The jock. The soldier.

The patient. The flaky friend. The chronically ill.

These are all titles and roles that society establishes for us, or we establish ourselves. We might be proud to be the ones in the first series; no one wants to be part of the second. The reality is that we can be all of them or none of them and still just be.

What do I mean?

Through the past 11 years since my medical retirement from the Army, everything I thought I’d be or become was taken away because of my health — or at least, everything I thought was important: the ability to serve my country as a medic and eventually a doctor (I’d wanted to make military service my long-term career), my ability to work the way I used to, my ability to parent the way I once did.

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Everything changed. Except me. The real me. The me that I am when you take away the roles we play in this thing called life.

Acknowledging the identity shift between those roles and me was step one. My physical body has provided extensive limitations on what I can do, but it’s also opened doors to some pretty amazing things I wouldn’t have been able to do had I not gotten sick. My emotional and mental abilities have also changed, but not to the same extent.

One of the shifts I’ve struggled with was moving from being a present parent to an absent parent. When I was medically retired from the Army, my then 9-year-old son couldn’t live with me because I had a hard enough time taking care of myself. And that was incredibly difficult for me. Part of being a parent is always putting the needs of your child first.

Throughout my son’s high school years, I missed many events because of myasthenia gravis. He learned at a young age how to help someone having seizures and to stay calm during medical emergencies. He felt the frustration of a world not made to accommodate wheelchairs. These are lessons I wished he wouldn’t have had to learn, but am thankful he did.

Another shift I struggle with has been the transfer from leader and soldier to that of flaky friend and chronically ill. Each of those four roles carry with them their own imagery, and they are to some degree opposite each other. But why do they have to be opposites? Multiple things can be true at the same time, can they not?

Part of acknowledging them and my shift in mindset is also acknowledging that multiple things can be true at the same time. I can be the leader and the flaky, chronically ill friend. I can be present as a parent and instill in my child important life lessons without having to be physically present. I can be a good and supportive spouse to my husband without overextending myself to the point that I’m stuck in bed for days.

The stories we tell and the roles or titles we give ourselves affect our daily lives more than what we say or write on a piece of paper. They influence our actions based on how we see ourselves.

I have myasthenia gravis, but myasthenia gravis doesn’t have me. I’m more than what meets the eye. And so are you.

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