Feeling blue has been big in the online world lately. People are starting to talk about depression and anxiety, about mental health in general. People are having conversations that may in fact make a big difference to our society. For our terrible suicide rates. ‘Feeling blue’ can be a twee kind of way to say that someone is sad, low, down or depressed. I’m not going to write about feeling blue today. If you want to read a really great post about that, head here, or here.
Sometimes, in my experience of life with a chronic (invisible) illness, I think it might be useful if I was actually blue. If I was a little blue creature like the ones in this Eiffel 65 clip (sorry, but I have had this song stuck in my head), no one would expect me to do the things that a big grown healthy human might be expected to do. They would see at first glance that I am different. They’d ask me all about it, they’d wonder about my species and scientists might want to study how my body works. I may be weird, but I am no little blue man. There will have to be other ways.
October is Dysautonomia Awareness month.
Blue is the colour of our awareness campaign. It’s a pretty blue. Although, there is some political disagreement currently, about our ‘exact’ blue… Apparently the prostate awareness colour is deep blue (all this awareness campaigning can be confusing). Dysautonomia International’s Awareness campaign this year is ‘making noise for turquoise’… but longer standing groups have been using a mid blue for quite a few years. So I have decided to embrace every blue hue this year. Brilliant blues. I don’t think we need to have a blue about it. Let’s just be blue.
So, how? I’m not the sort of girl who could pull off a body painting situation, someone might mistake me for a giant jellyfish and roll me back into the ocean. Nail polish is great, you know? But a bit last year. I’ll still be having blue nails for Dysautonomia Awareness month, but Michelle from Living with Bob had a brilliant idea. She told me she’s doing something kind of radical for October.
I’m going to kind of, sort of …do what she is doing (it’s a surprise), but to a much lesser extent, ‘cause I am a wuss.
This month, to get people asking and give me an avenue for talking about it, I’m going blue too. I’ll take some pictures tomorrow, as it happens! I’m also going to wear as much blue as I can, all month. I am going to pull out last years’ nail polish. And I’m going to instagram a blue photo every day. #dysautonomiachallenge Want to join in?
Cos I’m blue, dab a dee dab a dah. I got dysauto-nomi-a…
I am trying not to feel like a big blue failure though. October is our awareness month. I’ve been thinking about it for months, I even had a friend, the very talented Katie Clausen, do a little drawing for me so I could make t-shirts, but I haven’t even got that together. I bought bracelets to sell for a fundraiser, and I can’t find them anywhere. Boo.
For now, I’m going blue!
Awareness month will need to evolve in its own fashion here on the Chronic-ills of Rach. Will you be going blue, too?
TA DA! Here’s a pic of my new, blue, do.