I’m getting ready to go to work in half an hour. A job that I should never have been able to manage according to my first couple of doctors. On my way out the door I’ll kiss my wife that I was told I should not have hoped for and my daughter that I was told I would never have because I was too ill for relationships. I’m doing safety officer training between runs this week, the sort of thing I was supposed to be too ill to ever be able to learn.
There’s a certain confidence that comes with knowing you’ve already beat the odds - BIGTIME - when you start each day. It makes the new problems coming at you seem more like challenges to be conquered and turned into opportunities.
A recovery oriented attitude is the most important thing. It carries you past problems with meds not working as well as they need to, med side-effects, and negative symptoms. Being med-compliant is incredibly important. Being completely open and honest with your doctor is incredibly important. Finally, I push back against my illness every day. I’m always trying to improve my memory, my concentration, etc.
