The FundRAGER is Here!

My friends and sisters have been hard at work creating The Save Laurens Heart FundRAGER happening tomorrow night, May 31st, from 7-11 pm (at The Angel Orensanz Foundation on the Lower East Side of NYC.) What they have accomplished is jaw-dropping, and I feel so grateful.  It is going to be a special night, with so many beautiful things happening courtesy of all the giant hearts that have donated their time, talents, food, liquor, gifts, and beyond.

You can learn more about the event and purchase your tickets or donate here:

http://savelaurensheartfundrager.eventbrite.com/

I cannot wait to celebrate LIFE tomorrow night with all of the wonderful people in my world.  THANK YOU from the bottom of my (soon to be healthy) heart.

Kicking It Into Fighter Mode

Saying “No” to invites from friends never gets easier.  No matter how many times I’ve had to do it over the past four years, it still stings when I cannot go out, join friends for a brunch or dinner, attend a party, or even go for a walk in the neighborhood because my body won’t let me.  It’s a great frustration of mine to mentally want to do so many things, to feel alive and want to participate in life, yet because of my heart and not feeling well I am a prisoner of my body.  Most days I wake up and I shake this feeling.  Most days I open my eyes and I immediately focus on positive things and getting better –but this past weekend I spent each day and night on my couch.  Today it caught up with me in the form of an emotional meltdown.  I have a serious case of cabin fever so I had to just get it all out here before the week starts.  I want to start fresh and rid myself of this funk.

Because of my heart failure my social circle has definitely shrunk over the past four years.  I was diagnosed at 25 and I quickly saw groups of friends fade away.  Don’t get me wrong, I’m crazy lucky to have close friends and sisters and they take the time to understand what it is I deal with but this weekend was a rough one because everyone was off doing fun summer things.  It is a lonely feeling. I often say that my greatest fear isn’t dying rather, not living.  And that means watching life pass by without being able to truly live.  On the days of flare ups of my illness  before I even think of leaving the house I have to check many things; do I have this medicine and these vitamins, and this drink if my stomach starts up, or this medication, or how about these pills if I get nauseous, and maybe a change of clothes because when I have a pain flare up my skin hurts so bad I cannot wear pants that button.  It is a direct offense to the person that I truly am… my spirit is one that just likes to FLY, to just get up and go, no planning, no thinking ahead… just LIVE.  So to begin with this gets me angry and then I’m exhausted before I even leave my home!  This happened today, and after this tiring ritual of trying to amp myself up to leave I thought of all the amazing food and fun drinks I would have to watch everyone eat and drink in front of me (all of which I cannot have). I just couldn’t do it today.  Yes, I still struggle with my clean green diet… I’d be lying if I said otherwise.  Especially during the summer; I would love to have a Sunday Funday and go day drinking for a long brunch with delicious summer foods.

After my meltdown I got on the couch and calmed down.  When I was thinking rationally again I couldn’t believe how angry I allowed myself to get.  Angry at things I have zero control over.  I was totally worked up, a complete mess.  It’s moments like these and days like today that I have to remind myself to flip the script.  Stop with the gloomy tunnel vision and see the good and be grateful.  And grateful I am … not only to be here, with my own heart still beating in my chest, but grateful for all the amazing things and wonderful people in my life.   The things I can still enjoy.  It seems to be human nature, when we are bit by the misery bug it’s so easy to name all the things that suck.  But when I look at the big picture I know my sacrifices will pay off.  I know they will because they have to. Because I want it so bad I can see it crystal clear.  Because I want my life the way I want to live it. I want to run and dance and run some more, and have a cocktail if I want one, and say “Yes” to every invite!

And that’s what keeps me going after a wreck of a weekend.  There are many ups and downs on this journey of mine.  Lately I seem to have hit some weird anniversary where my coping skills are shaky and patience is thinner than ever BUT I am still hungry for life. That will never change.  I ache for that “free” feeling –physical and mental.

Tomorrow’s a new day and I am going after what I want.  That’s why I will take my medicine and my vitamins and my juices, and eat clean and green, and deal with the pain and discomfort.  I’ll do whatever it takes.  And I know that things will get better.  I’m gonna fight for it.

Lookback: Lauren’s Healthy Heart Project

This weekend I was searching for that extra “something”.  It’s been a few weeks now of feeling unwell, overwhelmed & stressed out –things are just catching up with me.  The FundRager is on the horizon, and while exciting, I’m not gonna lie, it scares me when I think about the reality;  It bugs me out to think that I need funds to actually feel good, just to be “me”.  The fact that money equates to the treatments I need to have quality of life –and a life at all?  It is terrifying to me at times.  So many things up in the air.  I had to get my head straight.  So I reached for my Healthy Hearts.

The Healthy Heart Project was such an important part of my healing.  Actually, it still is.  I have every single heart that was sent to me from all over the world.  Over 500!  During my funks and sad spells I spread them out all over the floor and lie on them.  They are magic to me.  I lie there and soak in the energy and love that each of you put into “Lauren’s Healthy Heart and Perfect Valves” and my heart is happy.  I so enjoyed looking back at the love and I thought you might as well.  Below are some links to a bunch of the beautiful vibrant Healthy Hearts sent to me from all over the world.  I feel re-energized. I feel ready to fight and kick of this week’s ass feeling confident in my journey and in the FundRager. I believe that all I need will come to me and I believe in my journey.

(Healthy Hearts below the image).

An amazing website I found by artist, Laura Antonelli featuring my healthy hearts!

One of my absolute favorites.  Healthy Hearts sent by my cousin’s second grade class:

http://savelaurensheart.com/2010/07/12/innocence/

A POP Heart:  http://savelaurensheart.com/2010/07/26/pop-heart/

Love from the mailbox:  http://savelaurensheart.com/2010/08/04/more-love-from-the-mailbox/

Healthy Heart from Japan!:  http://savelaurensheart.com/2010/08/05/a-healthy-heart-from-japan/

Permanently Healthy Heart:  http://savelaurensheart.com/2010/09/08/permanently-healthy-heart/

http://savelaurensheart.com/2010/06/21/more-healthy-hearts/

http://savelaurensheart.com/2010/06/28/i-just-went-to-my-pm-box-and-look-what-i-found-cant-wait-to-see-all-of-these-hearts/

http://savelaurensheart.com/2010/07/06/new-hearts/

http://savelaurensheart.com/2010/07/10/hearts-from-some-people-who-are-close-to-mine/

feeling loved

Things are not what they seem

For a little over two weeks now I have been feeling AWFUL.  I’m talking major pain flare up of my underlying condition (Scleroderma/ Fibromyalgia/ Lupus), fatigued, strange thumping and palpitations of my heart, fainting feelings, chills and hot flashes, the list goes on.  Each day I feel like I am white-knuckling it, meaning I am holding on just to make it through the day.  And I get to a point where I just can’t keep it together anymore.

The ironic part is that I see friends, family, and even the staff in doctor offices and everyone says how great I look.  That I LOOK healthy!  For four years now I have never looked how I felt.  Aside from becoming very thing at one point and quite gray when my heart was barely pumping, I have done a pretty good job of looking “OK” on the outside.  Because of this sometimes people forget or do not realize what I’m dealing with. 

The other day I attended a charity event for Frenz for Cause where there was an amazing turnout for a Zumbathon to benefit lung cancer at Memorial Sloan Kettering.  It was so hard to sit there and not participate.  I wanted to get up and dance and let out all of my frustrations and just not care and move every part of my body until I couldn’t anymore.  I wanted to sweat and be out of breath and feel invigorated!  I’ve wanted to do it for years –just go crazy and DANCE.  But the harsh reality is that I cannot.  My body does not allow for that.  My heart simply is not strong enough.  I am not allowed to do any sort of cardio, I can barely do subway stairs let alone a workout.  And I’m 30 years old.  This is my life, and I always think I have accepted it but sometimes days like that one creep up and make me remember all the things I cannot do and wish so badly I could.

Each day I’m waking up hoping that it’s the day I feel better.  And today, on the 15th or 16th day of pain and weakness it’s getting to me mentally.  I am pretty miserable today. I just want to feel good.

 

Insurance is a joke

All morning I have been on the phone with insurance and prescription drug companies.  There is nothing that frustrates me more than wasting hours of my life on the phone waiting and repeating myself, and waiting some more.

Today I went to refill a medication that I have been taking for one year and refilling each month.  This medication is crucial to my every day and I cannot simply stop taking it.  My prescription drug coverage was covering it for the past year leaving me with only a small co-pay which was great.  Upon refilling today, I was charged a lot of money.  I called the drug plan today to find out why this sudden change only to speak to what I can assume is a call center in India where two people were reading off scripts and could not help me at all with my question. 

After about an hour getting through these two people who were more like robots because they repeated their script over and over, I was finally transferred and transferred once again until I reached someone who could explain to me what was happening.  Well I got an explanation, one that is totally ridiculous and unfair.  I am beyond upset and now must pay between $400 and $600 per month for my medication going forward.  And the joke is that I actually have insurance… so tell me, what is it even for? 

My experiences with drug companies and healthcare in general in the US has left me disappointed and feeling like I don’t matter in many instances.  Anyone suffering with an illness where they must take medication is dealing with a lot already and to add these stresses into the equation is sometimes too much to take.  At this point money doesn’t even seem real to me anymore, it stands between myself and the means to getting me healthy, which is so messed up, and the numbers are laughable. $400- $600 monthly on top of the $600 I already pay per month for the vitamins that are keeping me healthy.  Laughable.

Today is one of those days where I want to bury my head in the pillows and stay in bed. 

 

 

 

 

 

The SaveLaurensHeart FundRager 2.0 is on sale now

Today begins sales for the SLH FundRager 2.0 on May 31st. There are no words to express how I feel.  My friends and family have been working hard and this event is going to be spectacular.  Each day they have another exciting auction item, or sponsor that signs on, and they are in the process of some exciting entertainment options.  We will keep you posted as things happen!  I feel so blessed and so grateful.

All event information can be found on our event page on Eventbrite (below).  You can donate and get your tickets to the May 31st event by clicking the button below.

Eventbrite - The Save Laurens Heart FundRager 2.0

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*if for some reason the button does not work, you can click this link:  http://savelaurensheartfundrager.eventbrite.com/

Thirty

I made it. Thirty.

At my very worst, when I was so sick and fragile and didn’t leave my house much, I became obsessed with making it to thirty years old.  My heart failed  at 25, so for the past four years my goal has been:  Lauren, you will be strong enough and well enough to celebrate your 30th birthday.  You will be feeling confident and not scared, you will be out and about a lot more, and you will be on your way to healing yourself.

I cannot tell you how good it feels to be in the exact place I envisioned being.  To set up a goal and reach it made turning 30 that much sweeter.

Once dreaded, birthdays now have a completely different meaning for me.  For so many years I would get the “birthday blues” for two weeks before the 23rd. But now rather than getting weird and hard on myself about what I’ve accomplished that year, I am proud to have made it another year, privileged to turn another number, and grateful to be on this planet.  I feel so amazing.  I find it hard to put into words but it does feel like a milestone.  A big one.

My new goal?  90… with my own heart!