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Think Twice About Eating That – CRPS and Diet

February 16, 2016

By Patricia Calderon, Guest Blogger for RSDSA

Who would have ever thought that what we eat while having CRPS/RSD would cause us more pain then we already experience? I found out the hard way when my symptoms were getting worst and worst each day, then some days not so much. “There has to be a reason for this,” I said to myself. So, I kept a diary of all the foods I ate and my pain scale throughout the day. Low and behold, I found out that I was making my pain increase each day with the foods I was eating. Consuming a lot of processed foods was one of them. Because I am always in pain and can’t stand for more than 10 minutes, microwavable foods were all I ate at one point. In this article, I will be sharing what foods to eat and which to avoid all together, along with a recipe that has helped my inflammation each day.

CRPS/RSD is often described as injury to a nerve or soft tissue that does not follow the normal healing path. Many physicians agree that the complications and pain from CRPS are due to inflammation. Basically, if you have CRPS, you suffer from chronic inflammation. Eating an anti-inflammatory diet focuses on eating foods that heal and naturally reduce inflammation and also reduce triggers of inflammation. Foods that tend to trigger the body’s inflammatory response can cause an increase in joint pain, stiffness, redness, swelling, heat, and even loss of function. Since most sufferers of CRPS/RSD already have a heightened inflammatory response, eating foods that can increase inflammation can worsen already inflamed and painful areas and lead to further damage.

Benefits of an anti-inflammatory diet

Following an anti-inflammatory diet provides the building blocks to:

prevent further nerve damage
help heal current nerve damage
increase circulation
improve sleep
increase energy
decrease pain perception
improve mood
increase joint mobility
strengthen immune system

Let’s talk about foods to avoid. Coffee and chocolate contain oxalic acid -so too much of these can inhibit mineral absorption. It has been stated that chemical compounds in coffee can interfere with the opiate receptor sites in the brain, interfering with nerve transduction and pain relieving mechanisms (though I haven’t read any scientific research on this) which results in a decrease in pain tolerance. So you have to imagine that I, a caffeine junky, can’t have caffeine anymore. This was one item in my food diary that I started to slowly ween off of and day by day I noticed less pain. My pain was not fully gone, just relieved a bit more than other days.

Stay away from sugars. Sugar triggers an inflammatory/aging process called “glycosylation”. Avoid white refined sugars and flour products including white bread, bagels and white rice. Also to be avoided are sugary sodas and other high sugar drinks.

Animal fats contain an inflammatory agent called arachidonic acid (AA). Unfortunately, this means avoiding or strictly limiting red meat, butter and whole eggs. Stay away from processed meats (hot dogs, sausages, bacon, etc.) that contain nitrates, which can really increase inflammation.

Now that we got the bad food out of the way, let’s talk about foods to eat. I know what you’re thinking… Do I have to become a vegetarian or go vegan? The answer is no, but if you find that eating that way works by all means GO FOR IT! Eating a variety of colorful fruit and vegetables, and rotate them, to get the maximum nutrients (don’t just eat the same vegetable every day). Smoothies are a great way to get more nutrients into your diet if you are in pain and not feeling particularly hungry. I found that smoothies where the way to go for me in the morning and at lunch because they were less time consuming and due to all the medication I don’t feel hungry enough to eat a meal. Prepping the smoothies ahead of time and storing them in the freezer is best. When you feel like having a smoothie, all you do is empty the contents in the blender and add juice.

Turmeric, ginger, nutmeg, and cinnamon are particularly good spices to try to include in your diet. Not only do they enhance flavor, they also have various phytochemicals that have been studied for their anti-inflammatory and analgesic properties. Below is a turmeric juice recipe I drink every morning. This helps fight inflammation throughout the day.

Anti-Inflammatory Turmeric Juice

1 Medium Carrot

1 tbsp Ginger

1 juice from lemon or orange

1 tbsp Honey

2 tbsp Turmeric

2 cups Coconut Water

Directions: Place all ingredients into a high speed blender and blend until smooth. Drink as is or strain through a strainer. ENJOY!

Note: This is based on the writer’s experience and opinions.

RSDSA Spotlight: How CRPS Taught Me to Live In the Moment

February 9, 2016

By Anna Evenosky, Guest Blogger

Rewind to that time that is so vague in my head that I can barely remember it. The time of my life when I was as free as a bird spreading its wings for the first time. The time of my life when I didn’t know CRPS existed.

I can’t recall what being pain free feels like. Although, I can recall the happy times I would be lying if I said I didn’t miss. Going from a life where my biggest worries were passing a class, or getting something done on time, to a life of chronic illness, was an adjustment to say the least. Something I wasn’t exactly ready to take on. Although, I’m sure at no point is anybody ready to handle watching their life seemingly crumble to pieces.

Reflecting on my life before Chronic Illness is something I do more often than not. I always find myself coming to the same conclusion and same regret – why didn’t I appreciate how good I truly had it? Why is it that we don’t know what we have until it’s gone. No matter how many people claim that they don’t take for granted being able to walk from point A to point B, truth is they don’t know anything different to be able to appreciate it. To those people who wake up every morning and complain that they are “too tired” to get out of bed. I hope you appreciate that on top of fatigue you don’t need to deal with pain worse than child birth, swollen limbs, and wondering if your body will give out on you when you stand.

Surviving in a life with CRPS is something that nobody should need to face. To those Warriors who have no choice but to fight, I hope I can convince you to always live your life in the moment. Every Warrior deserves to live as “normal” of a life as possible. In fact you’re so busy fighting, worrying, thinking about the future all the time, that sometimes you must learn to let it all go and do what makes you happy. Life is too short and our ‘good days’ are too short to waste them on things that don’t ultimately leave a smile on our faces at the end of the day.

On that rare occasion where you have enough energy and feel well enough to go out with some friends or your family, but you’re torn on what to do, because you have a test in school tomorrow, or have been struggling with too much on your plate at work and should really work overtime, do yourself a favor. Live in the moment. Realize that not getting that A+ won’t make a huge impact on your grade; and realize that you avoiding your work for one more day won’t make a huge difference. Don’t think about what impact this decision will have in the days, weeks, months to come because chances are it has no impact that far into the future. Sometimes, we must stop striving to go above and beyond in everything we do, but shift our focus on making ourselves happy. I’m not saying school and work shouldn’t be a priority. I’m simply stating that your overall well-being and happiness should be just as important. Sometimes it isn’t even a matter of choosing between one or the other, but a matter of finding a happy medium. When a good opportunity comes your way, no matter the sacrifice you may have to make if it’s going to bring you happiness jump at it. You never know when your health may take a turn for the worse and that opportunity may no longer be available to you.

You, a CRPS Warrior, go through and have lost too much to lose your happiness too. Maybe there is no pill we can take or treatment to cure us, but I can assure you that happiness can go a long way and make this life you live a whole lot easier. This is one thing that you can do to truly help yourself. So next time you say “What if?” or “I can’t, I have a lot of work” or “I wish I could, but I really should _______” , smack some sense into yourself and treat yourself to something you deserve. Never lose touch with what brings you true happiness. After all, we never know what the future may bring and I’m sure you would hate to look back at your life and have regrets. Live in the moment it truly is the best medicine you can give yourself.

So You Want to Dance – A New Way to Help CRPS

February 2, 2016

By Ryan Ferrell for the RSDSA website.

Do you sometimes struggle to get Enrique out of your head?

Yo quiero estar contigo, vivir contigo

Bailar contigo, tener contigo

So does Lucrecia Martinez, a physical therapist from the Silicon Valley. She wrote about wrestling with her chronic pain after an injury in last summer’s Community Update (page six):

Until then, my passion in life had been dancing. My husband and I met dancing. We loved to escape on date nights to dance salsa, cumbia, merengue, and any other Latin-infused music.

At first, I denied that pain could rob me of my passion. I would grit and push myself through the pain. I feared that, if my husband and I could no longer dance, he would feel sad. All of this dancing in denial, however, would cause are-ups that lasted for days.

Some years later, while working with my patients, I realized that neither dance nor pain needed to dictate my life, that my life was mine alone. I taught patients how to modify and pace their activities, helping them to manage pain, regain function, and reach personal goals. Why not do the same for myself? Why not modify dance?

Lucrecia’s article on modified dancing a great read, complete with a playlist of songs whose rhythms are easy to adapt to new moves, no matter one’s physical limitations. Even better, she has now released videos on YouTube!

So if you’ve wanted to dance, but needed new moves… open YouTube, make some room, and start to groove.

RSDSA Spotlight: Dear Body

January 12, 2016

Written by Melissa Lovitz, Guest Blogger for RSDSA

Dear Body,

I’m sorry for wishing you were different and calling you flawed. Living with chronic pain for twelve years taught me to question a lot and dislike much about you. In the chronic pain world we’re encouraged to constantly ask ourselves, “are you hurt or does it just hurt?” We live in a world where “find a distraction” is our first line of defense because “find a reason” and “find a solution” aren’t always possible. The absence of an explanation from you about why it hurts makes me crave reason and logic that much more; that directly conflicts with my experience of pain for which there is little semblance of such amenities.

I’m sure many other bodies with chronic pain can relate to the psychological scrutiny they experienced when they first sought treatment for why they hurt. Doctors and family members alike were determined to tell me that you’re making it up – it’s all in your head. IT’S NOT IN YOUR HEAD! The only things that are in your head are the decisions you make and the ways you live your life each day in spite of and because of your chronic pain. Body, I spend a significant amount of energy and effort fighting for functionality and normalcy which both come with their own unique consequences. For example, the cultural notions of what a “perfect body” looks like has made it easy for me to find reasons to dislike you. Mainstream media tells me ableism and thinness are indicative of ideal bodies; for you, that’s not realistic. It’s hard for you to attain what the world depicts as the “perfect body” because often there’s no explanation or quick fix and, in some capacity your physicality is limited. I’m sorry if there were some days I pushed you too hard. When you live with chronic pain, you’re taught to simultaneously be hyperaware of yourself, question yourself, and ignore your pain whenever possible.

The dismissive nature of ignoring your hurting, ignoring you, can be minimizing to a body plagued by chronic pain. It perpetuates a narrative that suggests that I can just think your pain away and that it’s psychological, maybe even not real. I think this makes others perceive your experience as less severe. Living with an invisible illness means that if you choose to tell people about your condition, you constantly have to convince people you’re struggling. Likewise, for you, that same narrative makes good pain days much more deceptive. I sometimes find myself questioning your experiences – asking “is it really that bad?” Sometimes, I even feel like those other, bad, days are someone else’s life, a dream, or something you conjured up. That’s what they want me to think! The problem is, if I’m questioning you, why am I surprised when others do too? What accommodations, narratives and misconceptions are others supporting or creating about chronic pain that keep us questioning you?

Here’s an idea, Body, rather than criticizing you let’s, together, accept your reality, reclaim your strength, and demonstrate all the ways you can be excellent? All the ways, WE can be excellent.

Sincerely,

RSDSA Spotlight: When to Listen – A Day In The Life With CRPS

January 5, 2016

By Autumn Strand, Guest Blogger for RSDSA

I, like many, had never heard of RSD/CRPS until it actually happened to me. I remember on the ride home googling it after the 3rd doctor I had been to said it is what I more than likely had. After many tests and even more treatments, I was diagnosed with this mysterious disease but I still wasn’t sure what was happening to me. I have done a lot of research, and I am still learning new things every day. In my experience, most doctors do not know very much about RSD/CRPS so how can other people know?

In the world of invisible illnesses it is almost impossible for people without them to know what it is like to be you. I look fine. I look like a normal thirty-something woman who is going about their day. I may look a little strange because I am pretty much always carrying my right arm around but for all intents and purposes I look “normal.” Now let me tell you the real story. If I am out of the house I probably have makeup on or my hair looks halfway decent. To look halfway decent required A LOT of effort. I winced, and took breaks, and sighed, and cursed the pain gods many, many times. I am also sweating from not only the effort but from the pain. To top it all off I am nauseous because I am almost every day. Yay, now I can leave the house. If I am riding as a passenger in a car I have to deal with a passenger side seat belt. This is constantly a problem because if the seat belt touches my collarbone it hurts and then causes a domino effect making my pain worse than it already is. Let’s say I get to my desired location, now I will carry my RSD infected right arm around with my left hand. I have been doing this for a very long time and the reasons are: because it hurts just hanging there, I feel like I am somehow shielding it and I am likely having a tremor. You may see me out in a store or at the library and I may seem fine. I am not. I am screaming on the inside. I am trying not to think about the pain. I am on fire but you can’t see my flames.

A lot of the time staying at home just sounds so much better. But, the same thing happens no matter where I am.

So I have painted a slight picture of what I deal with and now I want to talk about listening. People who do not have RSD/CRPS do not know what it is like. I constantly hear other people tell me their arm, leg, finger, toe, head, neck, etc. hurts and I am positive it does. Does it feel like you are literally on fire and there is nothing you can do about it? Probably not. Does it feel like you have ten thousand angry fire ants crawling in your veins? I hope not!!! Does it stop? I really hope it does.

Mine does not.

There are days when the fire is a slow burning flame and the ants aren’t as angry as before, but it never goes away. There has never been a day where the swelling wasn’t pulling my at skin, or the intense throbbing wasn’t another heart beat I was feeling. There isn’t a day when sitting in a chair or laying on a bed wasn’t causing me actual pain. When I make a passing comment of “my arm/shoulder hurts,” it doesn’t just hurt, it’s just all I said. Sometimes people with these invisible illnesses just need to be heard. I know I try to explain it to those around me and even though they may try, they do not know. There is no way to know unless you live it. I know I am seen as ungrateful, a complainer, lazy, and that I exaggerate but those people don’t know. I am glad they don’t know the hell I live in because I wish I didn’t, but they also don’t listen. They hear you but they don’t listen.

In life people generally just want to be heard. People with chronic pain need to be heard. We need to tell people that something on us hurts without hearing back something on that person hurts too. We aren’t being narcissistic, or at least we are trying not to be, but it’s not the same. We don’t know the pain you are in, but you most certainly do not know the pain we live with every second of every day. We all just need to listen more and those without chronic pain need to also understand more. We didn’t ask for this and we would give anything to not be living here.

Fighting Back: The War Against Chronic Pain Sufferers

December 11, 2015

By Suzanne Stewart, author of “Tears of Truth“

Think back to the Gun laws. Remember how some citizens were against taking guns away from the “people”? The reason being, that the “bad guys” will always have access to them and the “good guys” who are in need of protection; get killed in the meantime because their safety net, their weapons to fight against being robbed were taken away from them! Well, my friends, the same thing is happening now, this 2016; to “real pain patients” fighting against being “robbed” of their “safety net, their weapons” to fight against the chronic intractable pain, and nerve pain that “WE” live with day in and day out. Yes, I am one of those people suffering and trying to be a “pain warrior”. While I am fighting yet another battle to live maybe not “pain free”; but possibly with less pain and more living!

We are fighting a war against being robbed of the very weapons we need to fight. I have complex regional pain syndrome (CRPS) and I’m fighting to live not “pain free,” but with less pain and more living. Those in positions to help, need to take the time to do so. All 50 states now have proclamations that explain the burning, fire-like pain of CRPS. They discuss allodynia, or extreme sensitivity to touch, and the pain it brings.

But all of this means nothing if the government, FDA,CDC, physicians, and pharmacies take away the means of lessening our pain. We follow the rules, sign contracts with our pain doctors, and jump through hoops to get what we need to try and live some kind of life.

On the other side of the spectrum are those who don’t follow rules and who break laws. But they have a different disease called addiction and they ruin it for all of us. Only about 5% of opioid prescribed patients are addicted, yet they are making us all feel like criminals.

Would these same agencies and officials take glasses away from people who’s eyesight is not good? Would they take a white cane from the blind woman who needs that cane to make sure she is seen so that she won’t get hit by a car? Would they take anti-depressants from the hopeless, or Insulin from a Diabetic? Is this what is going to start happening? Are they going to also make the Deaf or the Blind feel “guilty” for using other methods of reading or “speaking”, by limiting braille or American Sign Language? Are we going back to the days of “tying the hands of the Deaf behind their backs” so they would be forced to learn to speak a language that they are unable to hear

But this year in 2016, it is going to continue to get worse unless we rally around and try to do something about this travesty! This year the new prescribing guidelines are getting more horrible. The Physicians who were once very good and capable at what they did and cared about people living with real and horrible chronic pain day in and day out; these same Dr’s are cowering and refusing to give medicine for pain where it is truly needed. Yet…once again…as I’ve said above; those who want it, and who are true “addicts” will be able to find a way to get what they need! While law abiding citizens, suffering daily, have no other means than trying to advocate for ourselves and continue to try and do what we can do…. in a calm, legal and respectful manner. We are not “addicts”! We are people who are suffering with a horrific daily pain and who are “dependent” upon a pill, a patch, a spray or a lozenges; to get through our daily routines. Some of those “routines” involve mostly sitting in a “Lazy Boy chair” for many hours per day, trying to be as free from pain as possible because moving too much means more pain later! It is so sad when taking a shower is so painful, that it is very draining and the rest of the day is pretty much left to doing not much of anything else after taking care of basic needs.

It is despicable that some pain doctors are being forced to push invasive surgeries on more patients. Physicians who pledged to “do no harm” will do surgery, instead of prescribing the medicine so desperately needed for the real chronic pain population.

There are new controversial prescribing guidelines coming and some already in effect. These are leading to more and more restrictions put upon our primary care physicians and even tying the hands of our pain management doctors. The CDC, FDA, and other groups think that they know more about pain and pain management, but when have they ever studied such things?

They are making a fake war on prescription drugs, when it’s really some kind of smokescreen for saving money!

Well, I say “Pick on the real criminals”, not the “weak or the ill chronic pain sufferers”! I feel afraid and “bullied”, even though I’ve not experienced most of this yet. I pray that I never do. I have experienced enough issues with my Dr. of 12 years leaving me and his entire practice after having written several too many pain prescriptions and padding his own pockets! But what he did was still not my fault! I did nothing wrong! I am a lay person who did what my Dr. told me to do to alleviate my CRPS pain, Chiari I pain and the pain of multiple herniated/bulging discs, RA and OA etc. I never wanted to take any of these meds. I never smoked, drank or took any drugs; not ever! I was just naive enough to think that I could finally trust someone in this life and then the rug was pulled out from under me. (you can read about this in my prior blog posts). I had this happen to me this past year and when I tried to go and see the pain Dr. who originally saw me for several years following the car accident, he said that he “didn’t want any part of that other medical office’s mess”. I guess that was referring to me as a “mess” that he didn’t want to deal with! How rude and inconsiderate of him! I am a real person with feelings and so much pain, that some days I don’t know how I will make it through.

I’ve read that they are taking most pain medications away from anyone with non-malignant pain. Who are these non-medical personnel, these agencies, to say that malignant cancer pain is worse than non-malignant pain? Unless they’ve experienced either, how would they know? CRPS is #43 on the McGill pain index, right next to childbirth or amputation of a finger.

The agencies are trying to also push exercise and healthy eating habits, along with PT and “behavioral therapy” as an alternative to “pills” to help pain. They are saying that the goal in all of this is to stop the overdoses and the prescription drug abuse. Well, I say to that and to them: “A person can only take the medication given to them by their Dr. and if the Dr. is a good one, he or she will only prescribe the amount needed. Then why take it away if the patient is doing everything right ? If I am doing what I am told and only taking what I am allowed to take, then why take it away from me when it gives me some kind of a little bit of so called “life”? There are only bad Dr’s and bad people who are hurting the rest of us. The innocents should not suffer because of the crimes of a few! The “addiction specialists” scream “HYPERALGESIA” to everyone on opioids for any length of time. They say the pain meds stop working and that we all get addicted! We are all individuals whose bodies may become physically dependent, but that’s very different from addiction. If it is working, then how can it be hyperalgesia? In all honesty, if the doctor is a good one, he or she will only prescribe the amount needed. Why take it away if the patient and doctor are doing everything right and when it gives some relief? The innocents should not suffer for the crimes of a few.

Many patient advocate groups have written to the CDC and the FDA and explained that they are not being transparent. They used biased teams of people to make up these new “rules” and guidelines. They didn’t listen to the voices of the Dr’s and people who live in the “Pain world”. They also found that many of the people who put these new rules together have a monetary gain in such matters! The government and these agencies are practicing inhumane treatment towards real and true pain patients. They allowed insurance agencies and others who would gain from these guidelines to make decisions for us.

One physician wrote in the Pain News Network that he has had patients on high doses of opioids for over 20 years and they have led quality lives. He also agrees that taking these meds from patients who’ve been on long term dosages is cruel and inhumane.

Sometimes people who want to change things to save a few dollars or get their products pushed, such as spinal cord stimulators and pain pumps, are not thinking of patients like me, who do not fit inside a nice neat box. My issues are different. I need these pain meds to survive.

So many lives have been lost because pain was not managed well! Chronic pain can kill you because it causes so many other issues and there’s a snowball effect when pain is not controlled.

Please use your voice and be heard! Help yourselves, help your sisters, mothers, fathers and brothers. Please lets everyone who’s suffering with long term chronic horrible debilitating pain, take a stand and rally around one another. We need to form advocacy groups that will work together for the common good! Not “my group” and “your group” but we need an “our group” that will help us and speak up for us and with us and take a stand against all of the knuckleheads who just want to make a profit and don’t care if we live a fuller or lesser life. They don’t even care if we actually live or die because if we are no longer a “productive member of society” in the eyes of our government, CDC, FDA and the others, then we will not be heard nor will get the help that we deserve. Please write to your State representatives, and to our Federal agencies, House of representatives…anyone who will hear us and not just let it be words to the wind! Please let us stick together and not allow ourselves to be treated so hurtfully and inhumanely for no common good whatsoever. But only for the lies!

I Feel Your Pain: The Power of Witness in Support Group

December 4, 2015

By Elisa Friedlander, from her blog.

People have a deeply innate desire to be seen. I’m not talking about Facebook selfie type visibility, I mean really be seen. To have people, or even that one person, be tuned-in to your joy, struggle or other experience. To simply be present without trying to fix you. When somebody bears witness to a piece of my story, we’ve established a connection and those shared moments become a part of me. I have received a valuable gift.

To be witness to the story of another is also powerful. Even though deep down we want people to see who we are, we might be conflicted about that. It can feel vulnerable, uncomfortable or even unsafe for some. When somebody allows me to see them, I know I am the recipient of trust. It’s a pretty big honor to be in that position.

This give and take makes for an ideal dynamic in intimate relationships. Even when we are fortunate enough to have it, though, sometimes we need more. We need to be witnessed by people who know first hand what it’s like to be in our situation. That’s where group support comes in. It’s not meant to be better or worse, or a more or less profound experience. It’s about being seen in another, important way.

After being diagnosed with a progressive neuroinflammatory condition called CRPS (complex regional pain syndrome), I wanted to meet others who understood this specific pain and its tremendous life impact. I searched for support groups but found none within a reasonable vicinity. I was not willing to be without it, so I started one of my own.

We gather each month and focus on a specific topic. When the conversation veers to something other than what we planned, the energy it ignites serves as useful information. There is strong desire to connect with others about the newly raised issue. Most often, we agree to revisit it another month when we can expand the dialogue.

Along with the discussions, the group itself is always evolving, and I love how welcoming and even excited current participants are when new people come to check it out. Each person offers what many friends, sadly, no longer do when medical issues enter the picture. They show up. We come together because of our shared experience, but our group is not only about pain. By listening without judgment, we also bear witness to one another’s strides, resilience and hope.

I get far too much credit for starting and keeping the group running. The truth is, it was not a selfless act on my part that propelled me to get it going. Yes, I wanted to contribute to this community somehow, and this felt like a natural fit for me, but it was more than that. I needed to, or I would continue to be the only one I knew who understood this type of burning nerve pain. I wanted a space where others were game for talking about issues related to our rare condition in a forward-moving way. I needed these people whom I had not yet met.

When I worked with parents of children who are Deaf and hard-of-hearing, I encouraged group support as an adjunct to our psychotherapy sessions. Hearing from me that their kids could be independent and live happy lives wasn’t enough. They needed to meet parents of older children to be directly exposed to that truth. For the majority, the group experience increased their ability to go further in individual therapy. Both systems of support offered a unique experience of witness that met different needs.

I have also had opportunity to lead many support groups. But at my monthly CRPS gathering, I am a participant. Sure, I facilitate, but being a gentle guide, offering up topic ideas or sending out information is only part of a much bigger picture. Having this group in which I’m not looked upon as the professional means I am in the company of my peers. I can open up and be seen.

Like the others, I wake up some days and pain informs me that I can’t make it. I might be in the midst of a major flair-up or recovering from a recent emergency room visit. I might feel exhausted from too many nights without sleep. Getting through the car ride, much less interacting with people, seems questionable. Yet I go, and people who know about the hardest part of my life start walking in. I am instantly comforted, and the feeling continues long after our time together.

I consider the group to be an integral part of my pain management plan. It doesn’t stop the hurting or help me regain mobility, but it’s high on my list of things that renew me, which is a key element of the coping process. Few things compare to the power of witness. There’s not a selfie I could post that could give me that feeling of being seen.

How Camp Is Changing Lives For All Ages

December 1, 2015

By CRPS Warrior Candice Clifford, Volunteer from the Center for Courageous Kids Pediatric Pain Camp Session

Experiences which leave an impression on your heart are the ones that stay with you forever…

I ventured to Kentucky this past July to volunteer at the Center for Courageous Kids’ (CCK) inaugural Pediatric Pain Camp. I took a solo trip, not knowing what to expect but ready to have fun with the campers. To many, Kentucky seemed like a random place for this east coast girl to be traveling to. However, as I reflect back on my experience at CCK, there was nothing random about this trip, rather I’d like to believe it was serendipitous.

Working with children who live with chronic pain and/ or illnesses is a population which is very close to my heart. I went to school for counseling, and later received a M.S. in school counseling. However, I soon realized during my last year of graduate school that I could no longer ignore my fascination with the medical field and had to follow my passion. Volunteering at CCK was my first step in making this change in my life; I went down to KY believing this experience was going to either confirm or dis-confirm my career aspirations. Needless to say, after spending four fun-filled days with the campers and their families, hearing many stories, and speaking with some amazing advocates in the field, I without a doubt knew this is the population I would advocate for.

The only way to describe CCK is the “Disney of Camps”. The staff goes above and beyond to accommodate the campers and their families, they generously transported me to and from the airport, and went to extreme measures to ensure that everyone had a memorable time. I could go on and on about how much I love CCK, but you really have to experience the magic to fully understand what I’m speaking about. There is something special that surrounds the campus; allowing children to be a child first, not a symptom, or a diagnosis. Camp brings families together, and creates a bond that seems to grow even when camp is over. The sky is the limit, dancing is prescribed, and it’s totally normal to be laughing one moment and crying the next.

Ironically, I was also at CCK during my four year anniversary date of being diagnosed with CRPS. I’ve come along way in four years; I received both my B.S, and M.S, traveled to El Salvador on a service trip, and endured an intensive pain rehab program. Before going to camp I wasn’t very vocal about my chronic pain to the outside world. Letting people in is scary, but if there is something that someone can learn from my story then the suffering I endured was worth it. One of the biggest lessons I learned at camp, is being vocal about CRPS doesn’t mean you are making chronic pain your full story; being vocal, and advocating leads to more awareness, education,and earlier diagnosis.

Volunteering at CCK taught me more then I could ever provide my camper. There are times when I hear myself chanting camp songs and other times where I feel so incredibly blessed to have stumbled upon the RSDSA newsletter announcing the camp that I cry. Not only am I grateful that attending camp pushed me to work towards my passion of teaching yoga to kids who live with chronic pain conditions, and launching my website Empowering Roots, but it also unexpectedly led to me learning about my own health. After having conversations with two very special people and gaining knowledge from parents at the camp, I was diagnosed with Ehlers-Danlos Syndrome a month after coming home from camp

Needless to say a piece of my heart will forever be at CCK…You might not come home with a new diagnosis, but I promise your experience at CCK will be just as life changing.

When I saw RSDSA’s fundraiser Coins for Kids, I knew I needed to do my part to help more kids experience the magic of CCK. I quickly created a Facebook Event “Candice’s Coins for Kids” and informed my family and friends about my fundraising efforts. Additionally, I shared many of the videos that were created after the pediatric pain camp to show others how their donation would impact the kids and their families. Thus far I have raised $350 (not counting change). My heart is so full of gratitude for the generosity of others and I am excited to volunteer at CCK in once again this July. Hope to see you there!

7 Reasons to Try Qi Gong for RSD/CRPS

October 7, 2015

Written by Elizabeth Lane for the RSDSA blog.

Ok maybe eight. I’m adding one. It’s FREE. I should say that usually you must pay to have a teacher show you the form (which is often the cost of one massage or acupuncture treatment). Then you have the tools to help yourself whenever you need it. For FREE. For a LIFETIME. But I do know there are podcasts on iTunes as well if you want to try to go completely cost-free.

It’s almost unbelievable, right? No, i am over the FREE part. Actually, I’m not. That still excites me. But what I am getting at is how a form of moving meditation can alleviate pain and so many symptoms. Here are 7 benefits of qi gong and tai chi. I have never tried tai chi but I imagine at some point I will. What I love most about qi gong is that I feel confident in my abilities to control my pain. It takes work but I feel it has helped me immensely.

Cultivating the Qi through Integral Qigong and Tai Chi triggers numerous health benefits:

Qigong and Tai Chi initiate the “relaxation response,” which is fostered when the mind is freed from its many distractions. This decreases the sympathetic function of the autonomic nervous system, which in turn reduces heart rate and blood pressure, dilates the blood capillaries, and optimizes the delivery of oxygen and nutrition to the tissues.
Qigong and Tai Chi alter the neurochemistry profile toward accelerated inner healing function. Neurotransmitters, also called information molecules, bond with receptor sites in the immune, nervous, digestive, endocrine and other systems to excite or inhibit function to moderate pain, enhance organ capacity, reduce anxiety or depression, and neutralize addictive cravings.
Qigong and Tai Chi enhance the efficiency of the immune system through increased rate and flow of the lymphatic fluid and activation of immune cells. Resistance to disease and infection is accelerated by the elimination of toxic metabolic by-products from the interstitial spaces in the tissues, organs, and glands through the lymphatic system.
Qigong and Tai Chi increases the efficiency of cell metabolism and tissue regeneration through increased circulation of oxygen and nutrient rich blood to the brain, organs, and tissues.
Qigong and Tai Chi coordinate and balance right/left brain hemisphere dominance promoting deeper sleep, reduced anxiety, and mental clarity.
Qigong and Tai Chi induce alpha and, in some cases, theta brain waves which reduce heart rate and blood pressure, facilitating relaxation, and mental focus; this optimizes the body’s self-regulative mechanisms by decreasing the activity of the sympathetic nervous system.
Qigong and Tai Chi moderate the function of the hypothalamus, pituitary, and pineal glands, as well as the cerebrospinal fluid system of the brain and spinal cord, which manages pain and mood as well as optimizing immune function.

Every RSD patient is different but our struggles are similar. I treat my RSD naturally and am always trying to learn how to make life a bit easier with this condition.

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My Story of Living with RSD And I’m Sticking To It

September 15, 2015

Written by Jennifer Jones for the RSDSA blog.

After being diagnosed with RSD in 1997, my career had been forfeited and replaced with playing the roles of researcher, advocate, physician and pharmacist… as I was now a Professional Patient. The information on RSD was as abundant as it was scarce; so little was truly known about how to physiologically treat this baffling condition, yet the plethora of universal symptoms, suffering and damage was undeniable. RSD was isolating and lonely, yet I was not alone. Fortunately, by connecting and subscribing to the only two RSD organization/groups available (which, back in the day, was pre-social media and hard copy newsletters), I found others who were at a similar level of a dumbfounded “what now?” shock. I also joined the closest but not-so-local RSD Support Group around, later facilitating meetings in my home county.

There was a profound sense of understanding and compassion bred through a shared experience of… well, misery. Friendships were forged, laughter and information were shared, and ideas were exchanged. However, there was also a commiseration in sadness, anger, frustration, fears and uggh, the horror stories. Experiencing the spread to both of my legs, a seed had unwittingly been planted: “If it spreads to an organ, I’ll die.” By 1999, upper tolerance had been reached and the last straw broken when I read a memoriam for a 12-year old girl. That was the last time I looked at ANY RSD publication, and I didn’t return to a Support Group for many years.

The Story of my life had been rewritten with an unconscious consent and my entire identity had become RSD. Living and breathing an all-consuming life of illness was robbing the few quality moments offered by the Divine as respite. Fears were writing their own stories and the urge to fight “self-fulfilling prophecies” was growing stronger. I was NOT going to be a victim to RSD anymore, nor was I going to die from it. With tied hands, the medical community could offer no diagnostic equipment or standard treatment protocol, let alone a cure. How could they? They didn’t understand it. “Treatment” to address the many symptoms was patchwork at best and usually involved pharmaceuticals which usually created more symptoms. While many more years were to be spent bedridden and medicated, book studies on alternative medicine began, as did a small Yoga and Meditation practice. For every moment spent in agony, there was a determination to make up for it with a fun and creative solution to steal back time.

I realized that “I” AM the creator of My Story, my destiny, my fate, and my peace. It was also reassuring to know that there was a group to reach out to if I found myself in need. However, depending on ones perspective, a safety net can gently cradle or be a restraint. I chose to secure the net beneath and traverse a tightrope leading to an unknown destination, walking away from all that validated my truth in experiences so that I might redefine “me”. Fumbling through this process took time as I became my own teacher, and guidance came through stacks of self-help books. Trying to piece together a “plan”, I was going to find HEALTH. I was going to “walk” away from this condition with dignity, grace and, most importantly, a sense of humor! As My Story began to unfold and write itself, there were many personal revelations. Whether My Story chose to include pain in the future or not, that was up to fate. What was in my control and very achievable was expanding my comfort zones to explore alternatives for relief not just in my Body, but in my Mind and Spirit as well.

Eventually, this growth guided me to the most amazing teachers, counselors and education required to push through to the next level of healing. Pain/RSD was not going to define me. I had to stop giving it life force by constantly talking about my woes. Our Story is asked to be repeated over and over by the Nurses upon intake, then again for the Doctors, then with updating the Physical Therapist, then the Psychotherapist, then the Insurance Companies, then Disability — and it doesn’t stop there. No. Family and friends also get pulled into this tornadic activity that is “The Story”, perpetuating it further just by having to justify why we’re crying in agony from a mere air current from a fan on our skin or why we have frozen peas tucked into the back of our pants at the grocery store, in attempt to quell the muscle spasms inflamed by performing a simple ADL (Activity of Daily Living). And “The Story” mires in deeper reporting back to family and friends the experiences of coping to be in public within an inhospitable environment. Holy Wow. STOP! RSD is a Really Stinky Disorder. OK? It is.

So my advice? Don’t own it. Do not let a diagnosis, a prognosis, a fear or a mindset based in misery define you. Be honest with yourself, understand and accept true limitations. Know that you really do not have to justify yourself to anyone for having a unique life experience. Expand your horizons as much as you can and seek joy. Seek good teachers. Stay positive. There is so much more to the world outside of RSD Land. Fun stuff. Go crazy and write a new story for yourself; make it fantastical. While current reality may not support the powers of something like a magic wand, connecting with a deep desire to spontaneously heal may be the catalyst required for movement in a new direction. Question yourself. Question everything. Be open to finding comfort in the unknown, as some answers take time. Don’t let any other person write your story.

A personal experience: At 26 years of age my parents had been called in for a meeting with my Doctor in which she informed us that my prognosis was VERY poor. As she said “your daughter will never walk again”, I whimpered “yes, I will”. When she said “your daughter will never work again, get married or have children”, a tearful whispered response of “yes, I will” emerged. But when she finished with “your daughter is going to die with this and probably because of this”, my tears stopped, direct eye contact was made with the Doctor and there was no quiver in my voice as I unequivocally and sternly stated “No I Won’t”. She did me a favor, pouring a toxic fuel on my spirit; it diverted to enflame a very diminished Fire of Hope. I was going to prove her wrong… and I believe I have. I’m surely not dead; I may be limited but I’m working hard and loving it; and I’m not only walking — I’m dancing. A lot. Even when it hurts. And it’s Divine. That’s my story and I’m sticking to it.

JENNIFER JONES has had RSD for 18 years — 10 spent bedridden and the last 8 working toward more optimal health with Alternative Medicine. She attributes the application of her training (Alternative Medicine/Ayurveda, Life Coaching & Holistic Nutrition) to maintaining functionality as the RSD has spread to her arms, legs, face, side and digestive system. Even still, after 15 years medicated , now functioning pharmaceutical-free for 3 years, with 177 pounds lost and more good days than bad, Jen can often be found wrestling saber-toothed tigers, discovering new continents, or just climbing her favorite tree.