A newspaper story, a disease, a bridge.
* This is by far the hardest FB note I have ever written. I pray that by my being honest, I can encourage someone to hold on. *
A article appeared recently in the Oregonian Newspaper. It was a pictorial on the Vista Bridge and how with the large number of suicides happening at this bridge it is time to fence off the stairs that go from the ground to the top of the bridge.
This takes me back 7 years. I was going through my first TN relapse and I did not leave my house at all for 3 months except to run to the grocery store when my kitchen cupboards were bare. One cold, but sunny November day I ventured out and went downtown. I was walking past the Bike Gallery bike shop when I got hit with a TN attack so bad, I could not move. I looked up and saw in the distance the Vista Bridge. I started to think my life was no longer worth living and going to the bridge and ending my life would be the best thing to do. Just as quickly as I thought that the faces of my two boys flashed before my eyes. I knew I did not want their last thought of their mother to be that she jumped from a bridge. It was then I knew I was going to end up fighting the hardest battle of my life. I was not sure at the time how I was going to do it, but I knew I was going to have to fight the beast know as TN. I knew it was going to be hard to find the treatments that worked best for me, but I had to keep fighting to find them. Never did I know how hard the fight would be, but my biggest motivation at this time was my boys. I needed to keep fighting for them.
Now have gone through those 7 years, I am going through another relapse. This after two brain surgeries. My motivation now is my granddaughter that recently turned a year old. Often I will be on the city train going west and it will go directly under the Vista Bridge. I will look up and start to thinking about all that was happening 7 yrs ago. As I think back and to where I am now, I realize jumping from the bridge would have been a permanent solution to a temporary problem. I have two amazing kids, an amazing granddaughter. I am also blessed to have a loving and very caring boyfriend. With everyone’s support and the great medical team I have now, I will make it.