On Friday, after the Bizarro World Rose Garden press conference, I was ready to sit down and write a full, holy shit, let me tell y'all post. And then I gathered my horses, and determined that everyone knows where I stand on this anyway, and that I was NOT going to be kind if I…
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…
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…
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…
wanting more (and less) in 2019
Yesterday morning, I read an article about Colin O' Brady becoming the first person to ever cross Antarctica unassisted, a truly incredible feat. https://www.nbcnews.com/news/world/american-man-first-solo-across-antarctica-unaided-n952186 The explorer who attempted the same, Henry Worsley, in 2016 fell ill and passed away, just 30 miles short of his goal. Still, what an amazing attempt. https://www.theguardian.com/world/2016/jan/25/explorer-henry-worsley-dies-during-antarctic-record-attempt It is also…
