I can’t write honestly about the autoimmune life without writing about the times when things go awry and nobody on … More
Category: complex regional pain syndrome
and suddenly my crps is making itself known.
It’s been awhile since I’ve written in any detail about my CRPS (Complex Regional Pain Syndrome) because – though my … More
my changing faces of illness.
As it is Disability Awareness Month, one thing I wanted to talk about – that I’ve mentioned before but never … More
disability awareness.
Every July, in spoonie circles, I begin seeing that it is Disability Pride Month. . . And, every July, though … More
home, home, home.
After an eight day stay, I have finally been discharged home – to my peoples and my Henry and my … More
8 days.
Today is day eight of my hospital admission, close to my longest admit to date. As I write, I am … More
a view (again) from the 8th floor.
Over this past weekend, I became terribly ill. As is often the case, it initially appeared to be a CRPS … More
recovering from scary sick.
The Lord your God is among you; He is mighty to save. He will rejoice over you with gladness; He … More
the scariest flare i’ve ever had.
As I’ve written about often, I have Complex Regional Pain Syndrome (CRPS) as one of my primary diagnosis. It struck … More
gratitude – and an important awareness day to remember (and why this little bulldog will get some fresh orange flowers today).
I’ve started no fewer than six posts about my week last week, telling y’all that I missed posting on World … More