A new label

I have a new label.

It isn’t a pretty one. In fact, it changes nothing. But at the same time, it changes everything. My treatment doesn’t change. But I have a name for it.

I know why I’m sick all the time.

There is still no treatment.

There is still no cure.

But goddamn it, I have a name for it.

I have cyclic vomiting syndrome. 

Nothing changes.

I still get sick a lot.

I still wind up in the ER for dehydration.

But it has a name.

It has a name. I am no longer faking, I am no longer just pretending to be sick. I am sick. It has a name. And there’s a reason.

And right now, that’s what matters.

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