When Someone Offers You a Cure for CRPS

Being offered a cure for CRPS only to find out it isn't a legitmate cure can be frustrating. How should we deal with things like this?All people that have been diagnosed with CRPS/RSD want in this lifetime is a cure. That’s why so many of us focus on awareness, awareness events, fundraising, and even on keeping up with the latest research. There is nothing more we want than to be the “old” us- the ones that can hop, skip, and play with our dogs, children, grandchildren, nieces/nephews, and so on, without being in excruciating pain and facing all of the consequences that come with it (if we can even get our bodies to move in those ways).  Please note everything in this article is my own opinion.

Another common thing is that all of us have been told that someone has a cure. Most of the time, this is coming from a friend on Facebook/Twitter/Instagram who said that they lived with chronic pain until they tried XYZ supplement and did eight hours of hot yoga a day followed by four hours of pure barre. While I think it’s absolutely fabulous that this works for these people, who lived with a different form of pain, I understand that these things may not work for me. The crazy thing about CRPS is that what may work for me may increase someone else with CRPS’ pain level. If CRPS is that fickle within itself, it definitely can differ from other chronic pain conditions.

The other day, I was on Facebook when I saw a post from a man that was in one of my absolute favorite bands. He left the band and started his own band, but has mainly focused on his uber healthy lifestyle since leaving the band. He said that he was going to do a live stream at 8 p.m. and was going to tell people how they could get rid of their diabetes, asthma, anxiety, depression, xyz, and also chronic pain. I believe my reflex was to roll my eyes a bit. I looked at the comments and saw him going to war with a woman living with Ehlers Danlos Syndrome, which is another chronic pain syndrome I have, but it is a genetic condition. He continued to empathize that if this woman did what he said (and had started doing it in the womb apparently) that he would be able to get rid of her pain forever. People continued to remind him he wasn’t a medical doctor, but he went on. I was going to watch the stream, but I couldn’t.

Now, I’ll admit, if I’ve heard that a certain supplement, diet, or fitness routine would help my different conditions, specifically my CRPS pain, I’ve tried it. I always consulted with my doctor first (who would tell me I could try, but to be fair he also told me some of them were just outrageous). I understand that “clean eating” and movement over time can help ease pain and inflammation, but it is not a cure. One more time, for the people in the back, it is not a cure. For the longest time, things like this would upset me to no end. To be promised a cure only to find out it was someone trying to sell something or trying to push their views on me was incredibly unsettling. Through my experience with CRPS, I’ve done everything I can to hold on to every ounce of hope and positivity I have. I don’t think that I’m alone when I say that false hope hurts more than hope that hadn’t existed initially.

One thing I will say about people that suggest their own cures is at least they are trying. They see that I’m in pain and that I’m having a difficult time and they want to help, so they suggest something that they’ve tried/heard about/read about/seen a YouTube advertisement for. So, being thought of like that is enough to provide some hope, even if what they’re suggesting directly doesn’t lead to anything. Think of it like this: if someone is suggesting something to you, they’re not only thinking of you, but thinking of the condition. That can lead to more awareness and increased interest, which will certainly one day take us even closer to a cure. So, actively keep that hope going. You’re opening up a dialogue that a lot of people wouldn’t have had if they didn’t know you had CRPS. Woohoo for unintentionally making a move towards positive change.

If people suggesting these “cure alls” to you really upsets you, please say something. Even saying something along the lines of: “I really appreciate that you’re thinking of me and CRPS. But right now, my doctor and I have a plan and we’re doing what we can. I’ll mention it to him/her, but right now there isn’t a definitive cure.”

I’m working on keeping this outlook towards anyone that tells me to go see a certain type of alternative doctor, take some kind of supplement, or do some weird headstands. Some days, I’ll admit I’m quicker to shut it down. Other days, I realize that they’re trying to help and that within their willingness to help is my own hope! I’m just going to keep on keeping on (and I’ll always consult with my doctor first).

Music & Me – My Way of Coping with CRPS Pain

Music helping me get through one of my worst flare ups of CRPS in high school.
A picture of me sitting on a couch playing SingStar in high school around the time of a bad pain flare.

Written by Samantha Barrett, Special Events Coordinator

We all have our ways of coping with CRPS pain. I’ve been using music to get me through everything in my life, especially CRPS. It’s time for me to share with you.

For as long as I can remember, I’ve been singing along to music, making up my own songs, and dancing (even in a wheelchair) to anything and everything that comes on the radio. For a vast majority of my life, I was a dancer, a dance teacher, and a dance team coach. Everyone in my family played an instrument or could sing (not me though, I can’t get my voice to cooperate). I’ve always been on more of the A&R/music business side. At a young age, I started making mix tapes and making my own dance mixes on cassette tapes by recording pieces of songs and trying to make it flow into another song. Yes, I just dated myself by saying I started with cassette tapes. But, I eventually moved onto CD’s and playlists and gave them as gifts or pick me ups to friends and family.

Naturally, with my CRPS diagnosis a decade ago, I created mixes to help get me through. Sometimes, I needed upbeat music (normally titled “Happy Playlist,” or “Put a Smile On”). Other times, I needed to be able to feel my anger and sadness and let it all be absorbed by music (“Cry It Out,” or “Let Me Be Angsty”). I also have had countless karaoke machines in which I used to battle friends, create silly duets, and just let it all out. There was an old game that would rate who sang the song better, and I beat my friend Matt with the last note, he’s still mad to this day. So, with a current pain flare happening, triggered by a hip dislocation, I wanted to share some of my playlists with you. I’d love to know what songs you turn to. Headphones have helped me deal with vibration issues, but I’m lucky enough where I can normally listen on speakers to a degree. Some of these songs require a bit of an explanation, so bear with me! I narrowed it down to ten songs for each category. I have enough CRPS playlists to make up blogs for the next 5 or so years. And then I’d have to add songs from the newer years. We’d get a little stuck in our CRPS music circle.

I Need a Smile On My Face (Happy Playlist)

  1. “Good Vibrations”- Marky Mark and the Funky Bunch (Not only is this song just super upbeat, but it’s a nice reminder that Mark Wahlberg once had a music career. That’s enough to make me giggle. While we may not want to actually feel the vibration, I like to think that the vibration of music could make things better one day)
  2. “The Lazy Song”- Bruno Mars (Reminds me that it’s okay to take it easy, especially since people take actual lazy days. And there are some really goofy lines in this song).
  3. “Tubthumping”- Chumbawumba. So it’s not the most appropriate song when you really listen, but we all get knocked down and the important thing is we get back up and don’t let anything keep us down.
  4. “Proud Mary”- Tina Turner. This has always been my good luck song. Maybe it can be yours too.
  5. “Lose Control”-Missy Elliot
  6. “Rockstar”- Nickelback. Nickelback has such a bad reputation. I love their albums and I’ve been to four or five of their shows. But we all fantasize about being someone else that seemingly doesn’t have any problems, right?
  7. “Backstreet’s Back”-Backstreet Boys
  8. “Wouldn’t It Be Nice”- The Beach Boys. Really anything by The Beach Boys works here. Maybe it’s because everything makes me feel like I’m on vacation.
  9. “Happy”- Pharrell
  10. “Don’t Worry Be Happy”- Bobby McFerrin

Bonus: “Stronger” Kelly Clarkson

Cry It Out AND Be Angsty (Sad/Mad Playlists to Get the Frustrations Out)

  1. “Nerve Damage”- Lifehouse. I came across this song completely by accident. I saw the title and my heart dropped. It gets pretty intense musically for the chorus, which is perfect for angst. But, I relate to this song on really bad days. But to have a song like this out there is really reassuring in terms of not being alone.
  2. “Fix You”- Lifehouse. This song can make me cry any day of the week. There’s a deeper personal meaning to this song, especially since it came out right around my initial injury. But, even the title makes me cry.
  3. “I’m a Mess”- Ed Sheeran
  4. “Lullaby”-Nickelback. While it is a song that will make me sob, it also gives me a bit of hope because it’s another reminder that we aren’t alone and we have to keep trying
  5. “Nobody Knows”- P!NK
  6. “Broken”- Seether feat. Amy Lee
  7. “Faint” Linkin Park. If you need an angry song, this is perfect, I promise you.
  8. “Don’t Stop Dancing” Creed
  9. “Animal I Have Become” -Three Days Grace. Sometimes, I become a bit of a different person when I have bad pain days. And this song is just perfect. It’s a song asking for help from the pain and the anger.
  10. “Yesterday”- The Beatles

Music has really helped me through pain. Also, science has shown that singing out loud releases oxytocin, which can help minimize stress and anxiety while decreasing our feelings of depression and loneliness, which many of us face as a pain side effect. So, whether you can sing the product of Celine Dion, Paul McCartney, and Aretha Franklin or if your singing could break glass, sing out loud anyways! It’s good for you. Download these songs (legally) and get to belting out those choruses!

The Importance of People – Friends with CRPS

By Samantha Barrett, Special Events Coordinator

I started my CRPS journey when I was a teenager. Of course, then, it was known as RSD, but a lot has changed over the years. I remember being diagnosed with “Reflex Sympathetic Dystrophy,” which instantly made me think that the doctor thought I was faking to get people’s sympathy. But, I soon found out it was so much more.

Doctors didn’t give me much hope. They actually told me I would never walk again. But, I’ve always been a determined little monster. I did everything in my power to battle the beast that is CRPS/RSD. Physical therapy, acupuncture, medications, desensitization, and anything that was in experimental phases that I possibly could. But, there was something that endlessly frustrated me. If there were other people out there with this, and people were allegedly getting diagnosed more frequently, why hadn’t I heard of it before? Why didn’t I know anyone with it?

That’s when I started to want to find others with it. The very first person I met with CRPS/RSD is a great friend of mine to this day. Jodi and I found each other ultimately by accident. I had a fundraiser and she was from a CRPS friends- Sue, Samantha, and Jodi on a plane to chronic pain camp for kids. A great friend and great human in each of themsurrounding town. Her mom, the notorious S-U-E, brought her to my fundraiser and we got to connect. It blew my mind that someone that was close to my age (and lived near me) was going through everything I was going through. She went off to college while I was still in high school, so communication became limited to Facebook. But, I always knew if I needed to talk, she’d be there. Now that we’re both older, we get to chat a little more frequently. Our schedules don’t always align, but we cheer each other on and try to check in on each other. We’ve been through some incredible moments and some of the lowest moments of life together. We have inside jokes that no one would understand. We’re able to discuss anything and everything. Topics that could make other people uncomfortable we openly chat about, since we’re both still constantly learning about living with chronic pain syndromes among other things. Her friendship is not something I take for granted. She is truly a lifelong friend.

I had a Twitter account for my concert series. I was constantly meeting people through it. I would chat back and forth with people, and then realized there were a fair amount of people that were close to my age and living with this. One of these people was Emma. Emma lived in a town with the same name as mine, but over in Michigan. We laughed about traveling to the “other” town name to see each other. We eventually became texting buddies and got each other through a lot of life changing events. We called each other “twin,” because our stories and lives were so incredibly similar. I knew that I could text her to talk about the show “Total Divas” just like I could text her during a moment of anger/sadness because of pain or life.  In “Total Divas,” the Bella Twins are the featured as some of the main cast members. Since we called each other twin anyway, she became Nikki Bella while I became Brie Bella. We had a bit of pseudo-twin telepathy. She would text me knowing something was wrong without me saying anything and vice versa. We were able to FaceTime a few times just to talk about live and how we hoped to meet each other one day. She was always a great friend to me. I don’t doubt for one second that she helped me get through some incredibly tough moments. We still haven’t been able to meet, but I’m optimistic about the future.

Ginger, Samantha, and Kerry at the Achilles Walk. What started as an internet friendship became a situation of two new friend(s)I have some other friends that I was able to virtually meet and then meet in person. Kerry, Ginger, Rachel, and Taylor are just a few. I’ll never forget meeting Kerry. We had always talked on Twitter, but Taylor and Samantha became instant friends after only a few months of texting and one in person meetingthen I heard her check in to the Achilles walk about 3 or 4 years ago. I turned around and felt like I was meeting a celebrity. I was so excited to finally meet this friend that I had been talking to online for so long. I met Ginger in person a year later at Achilles and instantly felt like I had known her forever. The three of us even united to do a live stream event, even though I FaceTimed into their Periscope session. We frequently discussed the three of us getting together, but schedules don’t always align. Rachel and I met through our CRPS/RSD Twitter accounts. We then became pen pals. We also always talked about meeting. I remember the day that I received a letter from Rachel with some very serious news about her health. I panicked for her and found her number so I could text her and try to be there for her in a way that was a little quicker than snail mail. She told me what she was about to endure, and we texted back and forth for the rest of the evening. I remember the first letter I received after her  procedure. It had gone very well and she wasn’t experiencing the pain that she had been before. I was so happy for her. We also met at for the first time in person at an Achilles Walk. We didn’t get to chat much, but it was so nice to see her in person. She recently got married and I felt like I was living through her, I was so incredibly happy. And then there is Taylor. Taylor and I had been texting buddies because of things related to my work. I hadn’t known she was close to my age initially. Then, we found out we were going to meet and we were so excited. The day I met her, I felt like I met a long-lost sister. We ran (well, we hobbled) toward each other and gave the biggest bear hugs that we could tolerate. We talked, and talked, and talked some more. It was an instant connection. We text each other now when we can, since we live on opposite sides of the country, but I don’t doubt for a minute that the next time we see each other, it’ll be a lively reunion. Not only was she an instant friend, but instant family.

Now, what is the importance of all of this? People. People change people. Knowing even one person that can relate to or understand what you’re going through is so important. While none of us want other people to have to live with chronic pain, having another person that lives with CRPS/RSD that you know really can help validate what you’re going through. Once I met/started talking to other people living with CRPS/RSD, I felt much less alone. I felt like I had fellow soldiers in this battle with me. These people don’t judge, they help. It’s truly an overwhelmingly incredible feeling. Social media has become a great platform for this, especially with online support groups, but there is something about meeting people in person that makes it even more real.  One friend can make a huge difference. That’s one thing I love about events- people get to meet and make these incredible friendships. The television “Girl Meets World” had the on-going lesson that people change people, and it’s so incredibly true. While I still have friends without CRPS that try to be understanding to my situation and are incredibly supportive, it is different to talk to someone that can truly understand what a text that says: “My body is on fire today, but I’m fine. How are you?” means.

I’m so excited that, for the first time, RSDSA will be helping young adults meet and interact. The first Young Adult Weekend will not only focus on forming these friendships, but will also help facilitate discussions about things that young adults are concerned about. It is going to be such an exciting time. This is the first time we’re doing something specifically for those people that aren’t children but are still getting used to the adult world. College, jobs, relationships, families, living independently, and anything else that runs through the minds of young adults is up for discussion. Plus, there will be some great activities to partake in. I am picturing people that have been virtual friends for years finally getting to meet in person and I already have goosebumps!

And then, of course, for teenagers and older, we’re bringing Treating the Whole Person: Optimizing Wellness to Nashville, TN. The reception the night before really allows people to get to mingle and make friends, while the conference is helpful with different tips and educational opportunities to try to help people with CRPS/RSD live their best lives. We even have a caregiver panel to help the amazing people that help take care of us day in and day out. We’re expecting this conference to completely sell out, and it’s doing so quickly, so do not hesitate in registering and booking your room!

If I mentioned you in this blog, thank you for being a friend. If you weren’t mentioned, it’s nothing personal. I’ve met so many incredible people that I had to cut part of my blog since I went well over 3000 words. To those of you that I haven’t met yet, I can’t wait to meet you. Connect with others! It’s more important than I can even explain. If you need a friend, you’ve got a friend in me.

More than one friend Samantha has made because of CRPS. Knowing people makes a difference. All of these people have become friends.

Don’t Judge a Book By Its Cover- What CRPS Taught Me

Shannon writes about what CRPS has taught her about why you shouldn't judge a book by its coverBy Guest Blogger Shannon Leidig

Greetings everyone!  Happy Autumn! I so cannot believe we are almost to the end of October, which means the cold and snow of winter is just around the corner. I for one so am not NOT ready for that.  I truly hope everyone is doing well.  I have been meaning to write another blog for quite a while; however, this thing called LIFE just happened to get in the way – as this was not the blog I had planned to write.  That being said – there has been a situation that has happened that has totally rocked my world and that [is why] I feel I need to write this one titled: “Don’t Judge a Book by Its Cover”

I think we have all had these types of conversations with people:

Friend: How are you feeling?

Me: Oh I am fine, no worries.

Friend: Are you sure as you have missed work for a few days and I have been concerned – so what’s up with that?

Me: Oh, you know, just the usual severe RSD flare and the pain raging out of control.

Friend: Really, is that so?  You look fine.  Your legs look like they are back to normal so you could not have been down that long.  I mean you really look great, make up is on, hair styled, and you are dressed like always.

Me: Well, nice chatting with you. Catch me later.

I walk away shaking my head.  What did my friend/coworker expect me to look like?  Did she want me to come to work in my pajamas?  You know, it is such a struggle each and every day, each and every single minute the clock ticks.  Meanwhile, my legs are as FAT as can be; I struggle to get my jeans off.  My feet are so swollen and discolored, almost black. My shoes are killing me, yet I cannot sit at work with them off.   I pray for strength to get through it just to come home and battle it in silence.  We have all had conversations like this – and walk away wondering why.

I have had RSD for almost 27 years – diagnosed at the age of 19.  I remember that very day in April 1990 – my doctors told me I would not graduate from college, nor would I work and if I was thinking of getting married – think again.  HA! Last laugh on them, as I managed to do all of the above (even though I am divorced, which is [a story for] another blog) – and then some.  I recall telling my family and friends what I had and they looked at me as though I had four heads: “Really? What the heck is that?”  “We’ve never heard of it.” “Are you sure she really has it, or is it all in her head?”  OH MY GOSH.  Doctors even wondered whether or not I truly had RSD – as my case was not “typical.”  Is there really a typical case of RSD?  I remember telling people: “Please do not touch this limb” or “[Please do not] slam that door the vibration hurts.” [I was told to] suck it up.  The years would pass and I just finally pulled myself into my turtle shell. I felt so much safer on my own [versus] sharing. My family was doubting me, my friends were thinking I was a whackadoodle, yet I knew what was raging in my body.  It was this intense volcano blowing up in my body that I struggle with each and every moment – we all do.  Honestly, it took much more energy to deal with the people than it did with the pain. Then the endless doctor appointments and treatments literally suck the life out of you.

Fast forward to the year 1999 – the year prior to my marriage. At that time, my ex lived in Hawaii. Prior to leaving, I went to the doctors and asked them what I needed to do in order to decrease a severe increase in the pain. Their response was: “Nothing, just take your meds.”  Well, if anyone has ever flown to Hawaii, you know just how long that flight is.  While there, my ex and I hiked, saw the beautiful waterfalls, and everything [else] a “tourist” would do.  Flying home, I flew from Honolulu to Newark, NJ. That flight was horrific. I then flew from Newark to BWI-  coming off the plane it was butt stinking cold.  I noticed my legs looked much different and more swollen than normal. As Thursday turned into Friday, the swelling increased. My legs were much colder than normal and they were BLACK – that was the kicker.  The next day, I went to see my doctors and at that point it was either major nerve blocks along with a catheter or amputate my legs. WHAT THE HEY?!  The docs asked me if I did anything new or different and of course I told them.  I recall my nurse standing there (we later became friends and colleagues in the fight for pain awareness). She said: “Let me get this straight, you were hiking, doing this, that, and the other while you were in Hawaii in PAIN?  You walk into the office looking nice and tan and you say your pain is a 10?”  UM DUH. Y’all are talking about amputation. Am I supposed to look like I just crawled out of bed?  Do NOT judge me!  If I say I am in pain, I am in PAIN.  I hurt to the point I cannot stand it and yet you are questioning me?  How and why?  She later told me that I taught her a very good lesson through the years; never EVER judge a book by its cover – read the entire story!

One thing that whole experience told me is to say, yes I am, first and foremost, Shannon, who happens to have RSD/CRPS.  It is a beast and I am in severe pain 24/7, to the point it drives me to tears, but I suck it up so I can have a life.  Even to this day, family, friends, and coworkers who know I have RSD question if I really do hurt as bad as I say I do. Again, YES. Sometimes, I put that mask on really good while others [are unable to do so] but DO NOT JUDGE A BOOK BY ITS COVER! There are two sides to everyone’s story.  I am Shannon: daughter, sister, friend, employee, and coworker, and (oh by the way) a pain patient, too. I work full time, though there are days which I struggle even more than usual, but thankfully most of my coworkers know something is wrong when they can see how swollen and discolored my feet are. They can read it on my face, too.  Most of my friends can tell, though I will be honest, some do not want to hear it and that is fine. Those friends are not in my tight knit circle of support.  My family understands and they can read me like a book. My words get garbled though, as I do not want them to know how bad feel.

The next part of my chapter happens to be my doctors.  I am truly blessed to have the most amazing doctors – they are my supporters and biggest cheerleaders.  They so love to kick me in the butt when I am having a bad day.  Even when events were happening in their own lives, when their worlds were spiraling, they never looked any different. They still treated me, and all of their other patients, with respect and compassion.  I could tell something was bothering them; however, they said: “We got this, we are good.”  Okay…

Then several weeks ago, things hit the newspapers and made headlines, and honestly so many people rushed to judge and jump to conclusions.  I will admit I semi did, as I thought: “What happens if they close down? What do I do then?”  I cannot leave these guys, as they truly have been with me through thick and thin the past six years.  I started to think of their other patients, their employees, and other physicians, their families while sitting at work listening to whispers. “Oh, they are so bad. They need to be shut down.”  People were judging a book without opening it, delving into the many pages of the book.  Was that fair?  No, it was not.  Many other events have transpired to which my heart has been broken in two.  Once again, people are rushing to judge them and that is wrong.  It hurts me to hear this, as I know I have been judged so many times without people wanting to get to know me, know my condition, know what hurts/helps. Y’all know the drill. Dig into the book, learn by listening and watching. Sometimes, a cover of a book can be ugly, but the ending of the last chapter turns out to be beautiful.

As soon as I hear people rushing to judge the events of the past month, I am very quick to defend my doctors.  They have cheered me on when I was down and out, when I felt like I couldn’t fight any more. They would look at me and be like: “Really? You just want to say ‘done’ when you have done all this? Okay fine be a quitter.”  OH that gets me, let me breathe and turn the page. A new chapter begins.  Please do not judge, as we do not know what is happening in others’ lives.  Take time to read, watch their faces.  You can tell when someone hurts and is in severe pain. Listen when they talk, as that is a story in and of itself.  Please do not rush to judgment.

I, along with so many others, struggle to deal with the events that have occurred.  I just ask that when you see someone who is down and out, ask them what can I do to help.  Do they need anything?  Please do not pass judgment. “Oh they are sitting all alone, they just want to be by themselves,” well maybe they do, but is there harm in asking?  No. Do not close up the book without turning the page to the next chapter.  Sometimes, some of the ugliest chapters which we think will never, EVER end lead you to a beautiful start to something even bigger and better. Hang onto it and do not keep silent.  Share your story when someone asks if you’re okay.  Say: “Nope I am in a lot of pain.” If they ask, tell them what you have.  If we stay quiet, how else can we share our story and get the word out about RSD?  Do not judge as we have no idea what another person is reading. Out of the storms and chaos of thunder, lightning, hail, and downpours, the sun comes out and there is the most fantastic rainbow shining – and there begins our next chapter.

There is a song from Hamilton called, “It’s Quiet Uptown” for which I will paraphrase:

There are moments that the words don’t reach
There is suffering too terrible to name
You hold your child as tight as you can
And push away the unimaginable
The moments when you’re in so deep
It feels easier to just swim down

The Hamilton’s move uptown
And learn to live with the unimaginable

There are moments that the words don’t reach
There is a grace too powerful to name
We push away what we can never understand
We push away the unimaginable

Forgiveness. Can you imagine?
Forgiveness. Can you imagine?
If you see him in the street, walking by her
Side, talking by her side, have pity
They are going through the unimaginable

Again, sometimes a cover is so stinking ugly and many chapters are dark and disgusting, like when we are diagnosed with RSD, have a bad experience with treatment, or are trying to explain when someone does not understand what we have and what we experience.  Don’t rush through that chapter; finish it to its completion.  When there are storms in the story of our lives, wait for a moment, and turn the page. There will be the rainbow that is the most brilliant of any we have ever seen. We will all be thankful that we did not judge a book by its cover.

The Myth of a Cure for CRPS

Dr. Katinka van der Merwe writes about the myth of a cure for CRPS and the observations she has made of people seeking a cure.WHAT DOES REMISSION LOOK LIKE?

Written by Dr. Katinka van der Merwe for the RSDSA blog.

Through the years of working with CRPS patients, I have often encountered what I refer to as “the myth of remission.” What does this mean, and why do I refer to it as a “myth?”

When patients who suffer from CRPS dream of remission, they picture themselves back in the life that they used to have before CRPS. They picture themselves “cured,” and as having no pain ever. The truth is more complicated. You have to remember that CRPS is not like lightning that strikes unlucky, healthy people. CRPS affects those who, for whatever reason, have unhealthy nervous systems, and/or unlucky genetics. I call this “The perfect storm.” While it is possible to compensate for your genetics, this does mean that you will have to live more carefully than most. However, it does not mean that you have to wrap yourself in figurative bubble wrap, living in fear of every bump and fall. I have had many patients, after completing their treatment, suffer injuries or undergo surgeries, with no ill effects.

CRPS attacks weak spots in the nervous system if it is unable to self-limit the inflammatory cycle. A body that is functioning correctly can switch off inflammation when it is no longer needed. A healthy body can move out of a “fight or flight” response when it is no longer appropriate. During the “fight or flight” response, a chemical released by the adrenal glands called norepinephrine causes the body to temporarily “borrow” blood supply from, among other, the skin, the GI tract, and small nerves. When the perceived threat or stress has passed, healthy bodies can reverse this. However, the bodies of patients who suffer from CRPS have difficulty to reverse this process.

Difficult does not mean impossible, however. In my experience, the bodies of CRPS patients can be supported and guided to once again obtain balance between the two autonomic states called the parasympathetic (“rest and digest”) and sympathetic (“fight or flight”) states. In order to do this, the Central Nervous System must be supported to heal, as discussed in my earlier blog. However, this blog is not about my treatment, or any successful treatment, but rather, on what comes after. What can a patient expect after beating the monster that is CRPS?

The “myth of remission” generally consists of the belief that once “cured,” patients will have no pain, ever. This may cause some alarm in you when reading this. Does this mean that you shouldn’t expect the pain to disappear? That you can’t dream of a normal life? That is not at all what I mean. Rather than thinking in absolutes, or black and white, you must envision life after CRPS as consisting of more of a gray scale. I prefer to see CRPS as “managed” rather than cured. The patient must understand that, while their pain levels may be drastically decreased and even gone altogether, they still inhabit a body in which the perfect storm once came together to ultimately result in CRPS. You are the captain of this body, the steward. You make decisions going forward that will help to support a body that was once so stressed, that it allowed CRPS to develop. Not all patients will become a 100% pain-free. However, the pain should be much more manageable, without the use of daily narcotics. Remission essentially is a process by which you regain trust in your own body’s ability to heal from within. Ideally, it involves a basic understanding of why/how you got sick in the first place, so that you feel more in control of your future health, rather than a sitting duck.

There is a big difference between living diligently and living in fear. Living in fear means that anything can “get” you, at any time, like a predator stalking you in the bushes. You are constantly aware that it is always close by, ready to pounce. It means you are a victim with no control. Living diligently means that you are respectful of your health, as you have seen the damage that ill health can wreck on your life, your psyche, and your loved ones. It means that you make daily choices that are most likely to result in health. It means that you are in control. Special care must be taken during times of great stress, such as the death of a loved one, illnesses, or injuries. Think of your body as a building with a roof that has been repaired. During a monsoon, you need to be extra diligent, or your roof may leak and ultimately collapse. Do not ignore any “leaks” of energy.

I think it’s also necessary to talk about the actual process of healing.  In my experience, when patients fantasize about what healing will look like, it generally resembles a smooth road without many obstacles in which everyone lives happily ever after. In these fantasies of Nirvana, there are no drawbacks, healing happens fast (hence the word “cure”), and something brings about this healing from the outside in (a magical procedure, surgery, or drug). The reality is much different. For this reason, I thought it would be valuable to share the characteristics of healing that I have observed over time.

1. Healing is hard, hard work.

While healing can be extremely rewarding, exciting, and fun, it also involves incredibly hard work. Besides the initial work when researching treatments, as well as the practical problems you will have to sort out (financing, lodging, etc.), the actual process of healing can be very challenging. Essentially, you are signing up for a roller coaster ride of ups and downs, as well as rapid changes that all will require that you have to adapt. Your medications will have to be adjusted by a professional and you may go through withdrawals and detoxification reactions. In addition, you will have to learn what your new boundaries are. While you may soon feel like a butterfly emerging out of a cocoon, ready to spread your wings, your nervous system more resembles a newborn fawn, vulnerable and shaky at first as it acclimates. For this reason, I caution patients during the early stages to do only 25% of what they feel capable of doing. It also helps to enter the process of healing with the mindset that you are a willing, active participant, ready to bring whatever it takes to the table.

2. The body heals on a priority basis.

The body has a finite amount of energy available to it at all times. As the law of energy conservation states, energy cannot be created nor be destroyed, it can only be transferred. Why this is so important? Let’s pretend this energy is equivalent to a $100 bill. Each function and metabolic process in your body requires a predetermined amount of energy. For example, the simple act of walking may require $5. However, if you have an injury to your right foot, such as a twisted ankle, walking may now require $15 instead of $5. The additional $10 cannot be simply created, it has to be transferred from other areas. This may leave every other body part and function now lacking the energy to be performed optimally. The injured part is essentially ‘vampiring’ energy away from other parts of the body. The brain will not allow this “energy leak” to go on fruitlessly for too long. If an injury does not heal, after a while, the brain will start to ignore it.

Using the same reasoning, the nervous system will always focus most of its energy on the injury that threatens your survival the most. While CRPS may be your most painful injury, it may not be your most life threatening injury. If you have heart problems, for example, these problems may be silent but ultimately prove to be more deathly. Your body, in its infinite wisdom, knows where to focus its healing energy. Conversely, as the main sight affected by CRPS begins to heal, you may feel pain somewhere new as your body is cycling through old injuries as it now has the energy freed up which allows it to shift focus. This means that old injuries (such as disc problems) may suddenly hurt more.

In addition, my patients have frequently reported that as the limb/area affected by CRPS gets better, they will now feel the pain of CRPS elsewhere in the body for brief periods of time. This does not mean that the CRPS is spreading. It means that CRPS was already affecting other parts of your body, you were just not aware of it. Pain is used by the nervous system as a fire alarm of sort. It alerts the brain to areas that require healing. You cannot get better unless your nervous system is made aware of every malfunctioning area or body part.

 3. You will lose your “pain callous.”

Healing means ups and downs rather than smooth sailing. Some days you may feel incredibly good, and other days may plunge you back into the bowels of hell. People who suffer from daily chronic intense pain will develop what I refer to as a “pain callous.” This is a protective mechanism used by the brain that prevents a massive daily leak of energy as discussed above. You cannot survive for long if you are hemorrhaging precious energy. For this reason, your brain is forced to start ignoring pain to a large extent. The minute your brain unleashes your inner healing, your body will return to a state where it experiences pain the same way normal people do. For this reason, you will now experience pain differently. This means that when the pain does come back, even though it won’t be worse, you will perceive it as more intense.

Coupled with this phenomenon is the fact that no matter how many times I tell my patients that ups and downs are to be expected, and that the pain won’t disappear for good after one treatment (except for a very lucky few), a part of them will still be crushed by disappointment when they have a bad day. It is one thing to hurt every day and have an uneasy acceptance of this daily pain, but to get excited, and have a glimpse of heavenly normalcy and then to hurt again, is petrifying. The first thought that will pop in your mind is: “Oh no, is the pain back?! Was it too good to be true?” As time goes by and your pain goes down again, and your new low pain levels become more stable, you will learn to trust your body’s ability to rebound.

 4. Change is scary!

When you picture being healthy again, I bet you never expect that feeling better may be petrifying at times. That makes no sense, right? I have observed, however, that healing is, in fact, very scary. It took me a long time to understand this phenomenon. As humans, we are naturally scared of change. Change requires our nervous system to adapt to its new circumstances and it requires our lives to change as well. When you suffer from a chronic condition, you start to view yourself differently. Others start to view you differently, too. You getting better will require those around you to get used to a new you, too.

Your daily responsibilities at home change in some very practical ways. You may no longer help around the house, cook, or do your own laundry. Your relationships change also. In addition, if you have suffered from CRPS for a year or longer, you typically have been forced to change your circumstances in order to adapt. You may no longer be working. You may have given up on hobbies and traveling. You may have lost friendships and other relationships. You and your partner may have changed the way you relate to each other, as you became the dependent one, and your partner the caregiver. Healing may require practical changes in your relationships. If you share children with a partner, they may have gotten used to being a single parent essentially, and making all decisions on their own. They may also be used to being in charge of most of the decision making when it comes to other things, such as finances. While this may be a burden, it may also be hard to give back some of the power they have grown accustomed to. This does not make them controlling, simply human.

Getting better may leave you feeling a little bit like Rip Van Winkle, waking up to a changed world.  You may have to start all over, in a sense. If you have ever observed a butterfly breaking out of its cocoon, you will know that this change has to happen very slowly. Luckily, most people will adapt after a few months and embrace life with a gratitude that can only come from literally having been to hell and back. After you return to normal life, you will always appreciate it in ways normal people will never understand. This will be a gift that you get to keep, one of the few positive things that CRPS will bring to your life.

Dr. Katinka van der Merwe is a chiropractor who practices in Fayetteville, Arkansas. She treats the Central Nervous System, (specifically the Autonomic Nervous System) with the “Three Punch System”, recently revised to the “Four Punch System.” Her work is detailed on this site in an earlier blog. She has treated CRPS patients from all over the world in her clinic, and is the author of “Putting Out the Fire: New Hope for RSD/CRPS Patients,” expected to be released on Amazon in November. Her clinic number is 479-304-8202.

Comparing Pain – Why We Shouldn’t Do That

Author Samantha and her nana don't compare pain but instead help each other through their respective pain. Cancer and CRPS may be different, but pain is pain. By Samantha Barrett for the RSDSA blog.

There are some things that we all do subconsciously. We judge books (and people) by their covers, we tell little white lies to spare people’s feelings, and we compare our pain to the pain of people around us. None of these actions are particularly good for us, especially when it comes to comparing pain. But why is something that comes so naturally to so many of us harmful? It is a touchy subject, so let’s dive right in.

I was diagnosed ten years ago with CRPS/RSD. At the time, I was incredibly young and getting bullied for having a condition that no one could see. I needed to educate myself so I could educate others. When I looked at the McGill Pain Scale and saw that CRPS/RSD was ranked higher than the pain associated with cancer, amputation, and childbirth, I was shocked. Everyone always talked about how painful giving birth was, how could my foot be worse than that? I let that slide to the back of my mind, although I printed out the pain index so I could show my friends, family, and teachers what I was going through. I never said anything out loud about my pain being worse than anyone else’s. In my own head, I would silently judge people that had sprains or breaks in their limbs for not being able to continue on with day to day life. If I could keep going on, why couldn’t they? Yes, they’ll miss football for 6 weeks, but then they’ll go back. I didn’t get a shot to regain normalcy.

As I got older, I realized that people wouldn’t tell me about their pain. I’d have friends and family get injured and I’d ask how they were doing, only to receive a response along the lines of: “I’m hurting, but not as much as you so I can suck it up.” I used to get extremely upset because people wouldn’t talk it. They’d hide it from me because they all knew about my CRPS. They’d hide post-surgery pain, other chronic pain, and various medical conditions from me. Did I think their pain was necessarily as bad as mine? No, but that didn’t mean I didn’t want to hear about it and try to do what I could to help them. (Yes, I now see how that sounds compared to the tone of the previous paragraph. Life is a learning process).

In college, I’d constantly do projects on CRPS, especially as an intern for RSDSA for 2 years. I’d bring back the MPI, articles, and other documents that showed CRPS compared to other conditions. I’d write letters, press releases, papers, and even social media posts that included this information. CRPS is such a misunderstood condition, I figured I had to use the examples to show people how painful it really was and why awareness and fundraising were so important. I’d have professors critique my work, asking if I really wanted to explicitly include the phrase: “The pain associated with CRPS is worse than that of cancer and childbirth.” When I said it was one of the ways to drive the point home, one of my professors reminded me it could isolate some people and offend them. He made a great point.

All of this changed for me in November of 2014. My mom came up to my school to “bring me supplies.” In reality, she was coming up to give me some earth-shattering news. They found a tumor in my nana’s brain and thought it could be cancerous. I was beside myself. She hadn’t been experiencing any pain that I was aware of. I went home for a week or two while my nana had surgery and recovered. It was confirmed brain cancer. My world stopped, as my nana is one of the biggest influences in my life. All these different thoughts raced through my head: did she not tell me or my family about the random pains she was experiencing because she knew I lived with CRPS? Then I started to think back on other instances where people didn’t tell me about their pain. My best friend had a baby and never mentioned her labor experience despite me seeing her during most of it. My uncle had constant, chronic back pain that he even had surgery on and he was more focused on finding ways to help my pain. Were people not telling me things because they thought I would judge them?

Now, in 2016, my family has had quite the year. My nana is still battling brain cancer and various other family members have severe, painful medical issues that they are going through. My nana now has nerve pain that was caused by her various treatments. So much of it seems like CRPS, it truly scares me. Now, everyone is a little more open. I have tried to reinforce in everyone’s mind that pain is pain. We all openly talk about our symptoms of the day when asked and know what different responses mean when asked “How are you doing today?” While we all have this understanding now, it doesn’t necessarily stop us from getting frustrated with each other. When you live in constant pain, it is so easy to forget how to see what other people are going through. I am guilty of this myself. My fiancé has a terrible skin condition that they can’t seem to diagnosis. It causes terrible cysts/abscesses all over his skin, usually requiring lancing. I get frustrated when he has to cancel because his skin hurts too much. But that’s when I have to take a step back and remind myself that he is in pain, too.  It is an ugly side of myself that I hate to even admit. But to all of my family, if you’re reading this right now, please know how much I love each and every one of you and wish I could take it all away.

Just because your pain may be different than my pain doesn’t mean it doesn’t hurt. We cannot feel another person’s pain, but we can help them get through and be empathetic. A little compassion can go a long way. That is something that having CRPS has certainly taught me. In the CRPS community, we tend to support and understand each other, generally being each other’s greatest resources. Occasionally, we all see the unfortunate incidents that have people comparing their pain because they’ve had CRPS longer or have CRPS in more places than someone else. But, we must remember a few things:

  • Pain is relative. You don’t necessarily feel it the same way as someone else, even if they have the same condition.
  • Pain can put you on edge. You’re more likely to say something out of frustration when you’re hurting. This can cause you to forget that the person/people you are interacting with have feelings too. Take a step back before you type a response to someone or say something.
  • Compassion and understanding matter. Having one person reach out to check on you or that tries to help you makes a huge difference, right? Try being that person for someone that may be going through a difficult pain time.
  • Living with any kind of pain is difficult on the person and their loved ones.

I still find great value in the McGill Pain Scale, particularly when dealing with new doctors, hospitals, and people that have never heard of CRPS. It certainly gets the point out there. But I actively try to make sure I don’t use it to discredit the pain of others to show the world how much I hurt. Even a simple rewording can make a difference. It can change the tone from being “My pain is worse than all of these” to “The pain associated with CRPS is ranked higher than people’s experience with these other, well-known painful conditions and occurrences.”

The Friend Who Didn’t Tell Me About Their Chronic Illness

By Melissa Lovitz for the RSDSA blog.

Dear Friend,

I think you didn’t tell me about your chronic illness because I didn’t create a space for you to share with me more about your whole self. I wasn’t fully open and honest with you either – I’m sorry. Living with an invisible illness isn’t easy, and sometimes the shame and stigma that is associated with our conditions hinders our ability to be forthcoming about this important aspect of our lives. But, our silence perpetuates the invisibility of our illnesses – just saying.

I think you didn’t tell me because you’re so used to, and good at, managing your condition on your own.  I am too! I wonder if you thought I’d judge you. I wonder if you thought I wouldn’t believe you. I wonder if you thought I’d be scared.

The truth is, I was more scared when I didn’t know how to take care of you that one night after we got home from our adventures downtown. When you stopped responding to me, I wasn’t sure if I should give you juice, call 911, get your test strips, or just wait for you to feel well enough to tell me how I could best help you feel the ground beneath your feet again.

When you live with a chronic, yet invisible illness, you become accustomed to putting up a front. With me though, you don’t have to worry about that. Instead, talk to me! Please. Tell me the signs and symptoms that I should be look for. I need to know what I should be aware of in case there is an emergency when I’m with you! In return, I’ll pledge my friendship, unwavering support, and reciprocity.

When you share your experience with me, you can expect some comical commiserating, and a whole lot of empathy. You can expect me to ask you some follow up questions so I better understand your lived experience. You can anticipate that I will say “I can relate,” and share my own experiences too so you don’t feel too overly exposed or alone.

Here are some things I might share:

I’ll share that sometimes my pain is so distracting I notice everything! For example, when my pain keeps me up at night, I often debate which is the lesser of the many evils, the constant blowing from ceiling fan in my room or the discomfort from my value brand sheets.

I’ll surprise you by telling you about my “sixth sense” – the ability to sense vibrations. Then for fun, I’ll shock you by telling you that you have a text message when your phone is across the room. To be honest, vibrations really hurt me. So, after that I might ask you to please keep your phone on silent when we’re together.

I’ll explain that sometimes my pain is so sudden and severe that I retreat quickly – even from those who are closest to me. I’ll be physically present, yet mentally I’ll be somewhere far, far away. I’ll explain that without some sense of relief I may not even be able to articulate what I’m experiencing or how others can help me. And then while I’m feeling good, I’ll share some tips and tricks for how I’d like you to be my friend in those excruciating moments. Pro tip: try to distract me!

I’ll also share that when the pain subsides, momentarily, I have a really difficult time imagining it actually hurt that bad in the first place. I probably won’t want to talk about it.

You’ll also need to know that I’m a really planful person, but sometimes the plans will change because there are times when chronic pain wins – it’s just my reality. Therefore, I’ll ask for your patience and understanding, and offer this cliché remark – “it’s not you, it’s me.”

Finally, I’ll ask for you to please believe me and respect me. I’ll remind you that I’ll always extend to you the same respect and acknowledgement.

Revealing this aspect of my life early and often isn’t a call for attention or praise. And, if you share your history of chronic illness with me, I won’t think you’re looking for attention either. The fact is, if you’re going to invest in being a part of my life, and vice versa, you need to know when to worry and when to let me figure it out.

I hope in the future you’ll feel comfortable sharing with me more about yourself. If you tell me more about your chronic illness, it will help me continue to learn how to be your friend, support you, and grow our relationship.

I realize that vulnerability is hard work, and sharing a part of your story requires bravery and courage. I also know you’re incredibly strong. I’m here to listen whenever you’re ready.

Sincerely,

Your “Spoonie” Friend

Melissa writes a letter to her friend that didn't tell her about her chronic illness

5 Do’s and Don’ts When It Comes to People with CRPS

CRPS Do's and Don'ts are particularly useful for friends/family of those living with CRPS/RSD
Anna with a friend that follows the Do’s and Don’ts

By Guest Blogger Anna Evenosky

So often we find ourselves in situations where people are trying their best to help us when in reality they very well may be hurting us. I can see how being a loved one of someone with CRPS can be challenging in more ways than one. You may find yourself not knowing what we want from you. I hope these 5 Do’s and Don’t give you more insight as to how you can help and comfort us.

DO: Ask us how we are doing.

Our CRPS is something that is always on our mind and we appreciate knowing that somebody is thinking about us. You don’t need to worry about bringing up a sensitive topic because, chances are, we have already been asked what you are wondering. I know you may feel uncomfortable approaching the situation, but with it going unspoken about it is just as uncomfortable! You asking us how we are doing and if anything is new shows us that you care and gives us somebody to talk to.

DON’T: Ignore and fail to acknowledge that we are going through a hard time.

We know you may feel sorry and not know what to say or how to handle the situation. You not acknowledging the situation makes us feel hurt and abandoned. It makes us wonder how we are supposed to handle the situation on our own without our loved ones support.

DO: Listen to not only the happy parts of our illness, but the sad parts too.

Use the stories you hear from us as knowledge that you can then share with others. Awareness is key; knowing that you are helping spread awareness is one of the most comforting things you can do for us.

DON’T: Disregard the “ugly” parts of our illness and only spread the happy parts.

This is hurting us in so many ways. It stinks but these days people need to see the bad in order to support you and have sympathy (although sympathy isn’t what we are after). It is so often that CRPS gets brushed aside and people don’t believe how much we suffer. This is because you are only aware of the person who benefited from a treatment, the success stories, or the smile that we always have on our faces. People are not aware of the person who is bed ridden, has lost all function, or breaks down more times than one can count in a day.

DO: Offer us your help when we are not feeling well.

Even though there is nothing you can do for us that will cure us sometimes just knowing your willing to help is enough to put a smile back on our face. Please know that any way you help is benefiting us, no matter how big or small.

DON’T: Say “I’m sorry” and give up on helping us because you think it is useless.

When we text you saying we don’t feel well, take that as an opportunity to help us or take it as a call for help. Sometimes just having your company is enough to put a smile on our faces. Although when you give up on helping us and stop offering us help it makes us feel as if we should give up on feeling better.

DO: Offer to come over and lay in bed with us or make us something to eat when we unexpectedly cancel plans.

So often, our needing to cancel last minute is seen as not wanting to spend time with you. In reality, we are heart broken that we can’t get out and do something fun with you. We would still LOVE to have your company even if it means you sitting next to us as we doze in and out of sleep.

DON’T: Accuse us of not wanting to hang out with you when we cancel unexpectedly.

We are already upset enough that we can’t see you. When we see that you are annoyed or disappointed with us it makes us fall into a deeper state of depression. Please know we really want to spend time with you and that we are in a constant fight with our body!!!

DO: Tell us that you can’t understand completely but are always there for us and will do anything to understand better.

It is ok to tell us you can’t relate. That doesn’t make us feel sorry for ourselves, it actually makes us happy since it shows that you believe that what we are going through is very hard. We love to know and it’s comforting to know that you will do anything it takes to understand or even get a glimpse of what our life is like.

DON’T: Tell us it could be worse and not support us.

You have no idea what we are going through and are not in a position to tell us that it can be worse. That is the most disheartening thing you could tell us. It shows us that you don’t believe how much we suffer. Please remember that different hardships come with different illnesses and no two are comparable. This comment is not comforting to us.

Next time you find yourself in a situation where you are not sure what to say or do, please remember these 5 things. These can make a huge difference when it comes to our relationship with you and our overall well-being. We hope this helps explain everything a bit better and gives you a glimpse of our side of things. Thank you for supporting us and if you are a loved one reading this- thank you for making an effort at helping us.

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Think Twice About Eating That – CRPS and Diet

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

RSDSA Guest Blogger Autumn Strand. Why people need to hear those of us with CRPS/RSDBy 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.