the autoimmune hippie.

Laughter is immeasurable. Be joyful though you have considered all the facts. . . Practice resurrection. – Wendell Berry

Miranda Herring

  • dancing with a limp

    Yesterday just beat me down six ways to Sunday. My new doc was very kind – but full of not-great-news. Questions about why my hips are falling apart with a different kind of arthritis? Turns out that is still RA related and to be expected. Sooo I need to be getting my head around these… Read more

  • a bad spoonie day

    While I’ve been posting about the things I’ve been working on – oils, coaching, writing – my illness has had its own agenda. I can’t explain how exhausting doctor’s days are with RA. Today it was the Rheumy and Sara went with me. We arrived at Princeton at about 10:45 AM and the line for… Read more

  • pursuing my passion

    The new love of my television life is Queer Eye. I started it a couple of nights ago, made it through Episode Six, then restarted it tonight so I could watch it through with Sara. I lub it. One thing that I’ve noticed – as a new health coach who is about to graduate and… Read more

  • the unmentioned side effect of chronic illness

    I’ve started working on my book. . . so I’ve started doing lots and lots of thinking. . . Since my book deals with illness and body changes and size and health and weight loss and body image, there is so much to consider. As I was drafting the introduction, some things came to mind… Read more

  • no more waiting around

    Last Easter, I wrote that I was beginning my Integrative Nutrition Health Coaching Program. Though I still have several weeks of work to do, today I finished my final requirement for graduation and I am so thankful that I have been able to do this. I have learned so much. For this Easter, I had… Read more

  • t-minus two hours and counting

    My new Rheumy scheduled me for a test that required me to reduce my dosage of prednisone – which I have been on for years – to almost nothing for five days prior to having it done. While the pred is responsible for all kinds of gnarly things – like crazy weight gain, hot flashes,… Read more

  • truckin’ – to see mah bestie and her family

    Wednesday morning I loaded up and drove to Tennessee to see my bestie, Ginny, her awesome husband, Daniel, and my adorable furry niece, Watson, and nephew, Wellington. I’ve written before about my Ginny but it has been awhile because we actually had to cancel our last plans to get together due to the horrible flu… Read more

  • happy birthday to me.

    Tomorrow, the 28th, will be one year since I said goodbye to the vino for good and I am so incredibly grateful to God every day for all of the changes that have come with becoming a teetotaler.   This year has truly been a wild ride. I have had some of the best experiences:… Read more

  • my grandmother

    Four years ago today my precious grandmother passed away. Growing up, my dad and I lived next door to my grandparents and my grandmother and I were very close. When my dad traveled out of town every other week for work, I stayed with my grandparents and I was at their house as often as… Read more

  • counting blessings, not troubles

    I am an incredibly lucky woman. And I tell y’all that after I’ve spent the better part of the past 24 hours sleeping due to some sort of viral nonsense that has my RA acting out as well. Still, I am. First, let me catch up a bit: Last Thursday was my new Rheumatologist appointment… Read more