Sparkling Moments Shine a Bright Light on Invisible Illnesses

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by Charlene Marshall |

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A very interesting situation unfolded the other day as I was purchasing something from our local music store. Typically speaking, when most people either see me with my oxygen, or learn that I am living with a terminal illness, they are not sure what to say.

They may ask logistical questions about whether I am on the transplant list, how organ donation works (which differs greatly from TV, I might add), and then proceed to tell me a story about someone living with a “similar” illness to mine, which is idiopathic pulmonary fibrosis (IPF). More often than not, though, people don’t ask and they proceed with small talk similar to how they would speak to any other customer.

It usually is my preference not to talk about my illness when I am running regular errands or trying to go about my day as someone who isn’t living with an often-invisible, yet terminal illness.

The other day at the music store, a younger gentleman (probably in his early 20s), with what I believed at the time were good intentions, asked me outright why I had oxygen. When I explained that I had a lung disease, he proceeded to ask me questions. My answers seemed to engage others, as I could see interest in our conversation from the line of people behind me.

This young man seemed genuinely interested in what IPF was, so we proceeded to talk and no one seemed to mind that I was holding up the line as I stayed at the counter to speak with this individual. He then asked me a question and, although I didn’t mind, I could tell the question caused a sense of awkwardness and tension so strong you could cut it with a knife: “Are you doing to die?” That question really sparked curiosity in the line behind me, and at that moment all I could think to say was “Not today.”

He seemed strangely satisfied with my answer, and then he said he was going to use that answer when people asked him the same question about his disease. Obviously shocked, but extremely sympathetic, I asked what disease he was living with. He told me he has multiple sclerosis, in addition to a kidney disease that requires frequent dialysis. (I can’t remember the name of the disease, however.)

Suddenly, the connection between us went from two strangers, one a customer and the other a customer service employee, to being two people who, at that moment, were the only ones who could understand each other. Tears welled in my eyes as I wished him well with the progression of his disease, and he bid me good luck through my life with IPF.

This was a sparkling moment that connected me with someone more than I ever could have been without a diagnosis of IPF. He genuinely wanted to know about my disease, as I did his, and despite the time it took for us to ask and answer our questions, no one in the line seemed to mind, which also was something I greatly appreciated about this interaction. Likely, had he not asked me questions; I would have been cashed out with my purchase and gone on with my day.

It leads me to wonder, how many people we pass in a day are living with a rare/invisible/terminal illness? I wanted to document this experience because it was a really lovely reminder of one of my favorite quotes: “Everyone is fighting a battle you know nothing about. Be kind. Always.”

I’m curious to hear from others living with an invisible illness. Have you have experienced what I call “sparkling moments” with others, as a result of your disease or theirs? Please share your stories. I think we can learn from and appreciate them all.

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Jeannie Kendrick avatar

Jeannie Kendrick

Charlene - I loved your article. Before I went on oxygen, I rarely talked about my illness. I was trying to ignore it myself and so would rarely talk about it even with friends. Went I went on oxygen 7 years ago, I felt like I was walking around with a neon sign that read "Look at me! I'm sick!" Little did I know that the nasal cannula I wore would actually bring me closer to people. I cannot count how many times I've been stopped by strangers to talk about my oxygen - why I needed it, how long have I used it etc. Usually they or a family member was recently diagnosed with lung disease and/or the need for oxygen. I have lost my self-consciousness about having this tube on my face. People like us are showing the world that life goes on in spite of illness. Thanks for sharing your story. Jeannie K.

Mike Olsen avatar

Mike Olsen

I too am dying with IPF, I use every opportunity to share my story.See my story The Mike Olsen Project video on Vimeo.


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