Chronic Quotes

Chronic Quote of the day

The weaker we feel, the harder we lean on God. And the harder we lean the stronger we grow.

The question is not how to get cured, but how to live.

Of pain you could wish only one thing: that it should stop. Nothing in the world was so bad as physical pain. In the face of pain there are no heroes.

Those who become mentally ill often have a history of chronic pain.

God uses chronic pain and weakness, along with other afflictions, as his chisel for sculpting our lives.

I've never experienced chronic pain myself, but I have known many people over the years who have.

Now that I am conscious of the world of chronic pain, when I see somebody walking down the street who's having trouble, I feel a sadness for them. I notice.

What I mean is sometimes, for an artist, chronic pain can be a gift.

Chronic pain or other challenges are invitations; gifts that challenge us to learn how to manage the mind.

It is not easy to talk about a condition once dismissed as ‘the career women’s disease’. But women will continue to suffer until we realise the cost of ignoring it

Too much profit is being made at the expense of unsuspecting patients.

You spend a lot of time thinking about how awful the prison is rather than envisioning your future.

The most chronic heart disease is caused by having greediness in your heart. Go for check ups regularly and learn how to swallow those lumpy pills of generousity. Be kind and be healthy

My handbag turned into a diaper bag for the chronically ill.

The consequences of seeking popularity is not only the chronic feeling of lonliness, but a desire to hide your face from the eyes of the universe.

What if...the doctors couldn't find anything wrong? What if I was over-exaggerating the pain, weakness, and weird sensations?

What is rational in the practice of thoughtful medicine is impractical for the system.

Ache my bones, flame my muscles, tingle my nerves, but you will never taint my beautiful mind & I will overcome this condition with the belief that I already have. - CRPS AWARENESS -

This was the first piece to the whole story—the beginning.

I'm tired of having to struggle for what seems to come easily to everyone else.

It all scares me, and it's all like clothes in a dryer that just keep rolling around in my head from one day to the next.

I could feel the bite of the autumn air, warning us all of the harsh winter that was on its way.

Even the littlest things were now a challenge, one I didn't understand.

Behind every stressful thought is the desire for things to be other than they are.

Remember this: You are the expert of your body.

By taking the time to focus on our mental and emotional well-being, we can minimize our triggers and reduce the likelihood of a recurrence.

I create beautiful art, so I can look back on the life my body fell short of in such a way that it brings me peace.

I had learned quickly that life doesn't always go the way I want it to, and that's okay. I still plod on.

I often wished that more people understood the invisible side of things. Even the people who seemed to understand, didn't really.

The video was still playing, although I didn't know why. It seemed as if the able-bodied dancers were mocking me.

Dancing with a spinal cord injury is a challenge like no other, but I aspired to prove to myself that I could still be phenomenal dancer even with an SCI

If I only could explain How much I miss that precious moment when I was free from the shackles of chronic pain.

Chronic problems tend to come from chronic habits.

I take opioids to treat chronic pain. Stigmatizing them will harm me.

Happiness will be fleeting if you constantly search for it in places that can be taken away. It's an inside job.

She was always fighting a battle but her smile would never tell you so.

She has fought many wars, most internal. The ones that you battle alone, for this, she is remarkable. She is a survivor.

That is what chronic illness is . . . a disconnect between what our souls can do and what our bodies can do.

I am disabled but I'm not my disability. Disability is just a little piece of me but it is not my whole personality

Chronic illness is hard. Pain is hard. Isolation is hard. The financial cost is hard. Grieving is hard and necessary and sometimes takes far longer than we every imagined.

Recently God asked me the same question in a new way, "And if I don't allow you to heal, if I never remove the pain, will you still trust Me?

Healing severe or chronic pain, I believe, includes transforming our relationship to the pain, and, ultimately, it is about transforming our relationship to who we are and to life.

I surmise that later generations will likely scoff at the means by which we are currently addressing pain as well.

As I sat up I turned my head to the side, but immediately straightened it again when I felt a sharp pain shoot through my neck.

I thought having a chronic illness would make my life detour in ways I didn't want to accept, but I've learnt that have a chronic illness made the only detours that are worth the growth.

I certainly don’t buy into the idea that positive attitudes can somehow mysteriously directly influence physical health outcomes.

A chronic poet should always be an inveterate nature-lover.

Physically, mentally, emotionally -- it seems like every part of me is broken in one way or another.

By staying, by shirking the responsibility and effort of leaving, by continuing to occupy this lovely man while giving him neither children nor a public companion nor a welcoming home-do I do wrong?

Somewhere inside that hurting body, there is something better, something stronger, something real.