While I’m generally a pretty positive spoonie – and a cooperative patient as well – being treated like hot garbage by my rheumatologist’s office while
Though I understand its point, I haven’t been able to warm to the idea of Disability Pride Month. The wording is just too . .
On Saturday, Sara and I hit the road and headed to Paris, Tennessee, our sweet Lindsey’s hometown, for her Celebration of Life at the Convention
It’s a wild rumpus – mostly in the best way – here as I’m wrapping up writing my book and keeping up with school work.
Well, y’all, my last post was about Hope and Christmas week. Two of the very best overlapping things. After I wrote it, I kept noticing
Just today, a young spoonie friend – who has recently, sadly, received several serious diagnosis she is having to adjust to suddenly – made a