Category: 2019
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the inflammation station.
First, let me make mention that yesterday, February 2, was World Rheumatoid Awareness Day. RA is the original beast in my world, having brought with it the disability and the broken feets and the CRPS and all the other mean and nasty stuff. By itself, though, RA is more than enough. . . This past […]
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becoming my own crps expert – and taking my life back.
In my little corner of the world, several of my near & dear have been facing some really damn HARD – my lifelong friend with metastatic breast cancer in her spine has just learned that she may have to deal with ANOTHER effing spinal surgery, a precious Tt sister had a beast of a relapse […]
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bring in the New! (and my people!)
A couple of days after Christmas, my daughter and I both got sick as Hale. Like laid out with the bronchitis/sinusitis plague, sick as Hale. That’s when I also remembered that I always manage to get super sick right after Christmas – maybe due to being run down or around lots of people or angering […]
the autoimmune hippie. 