dancing through life – on broken feet
tales of a jesus-loving writer, her adorable little fam jam, the world's most fabulous weenie dog, grace, travel, love, life, and dealing with a rare and incurable autoimmune disease.
The thing about chronic illness is that I truly never know what's coming - and I never know what will be the thing that will just lay me out. I've been MIA because of an ailment that started with a resistant sinus infection. While unpleasant, I've had chronic sinusitis literally my entire life and I... Continue Reading →
Like everyone else, I was just shocked and heartbroken to learn of the passing of Chadwick Boseman when his family shared the news on Friday evening. He was only 43 and had chosen to keep his cancer battle private so it was totally unexpected. A few hours after I saw the news, this well-timed and... Continue Reading →
What. A. Week. It's seen two hospital trips - the GI bleed on Monday, then another on Wednesday for an infection in my hand. Like other infections I've dealt with, that started with a minor scrape on my hand on a hinge in a cabinet. I immediately cleaned and bandaged the wound - but it... Continue Reading →
Actually, I am calling July this. Everyone else mentioning it is calling it "disability pride month" - and I just can't go there. I totally get it - and agree with the concepts. The idea that there is no reason to be ashamed of our physical or mental limitations, our scars, our limps, our devices... Continue Reading →
Well, there was no discharge for me today - and it seems certain I will make a full week with this admit. And honestly? This has been a really strange hospital stay in so many ways. The Early Days First, as I've mentioned before, the infection manifested suddenly in BOTH feet - what the actual... Continue Reading →
As I started writing early this morning, I was enjoying the view out my window. . . And singing along to The Grateful Dead. . . . . . when my fabulous nurse came in and burst out laughing and said she was so glad someone was having a party up on the cardiac floor.... Continue Reading →
Like the rest of 2020, May has started off. . . not according to plan. I'm writing to y'all having just been admitted to the hospital, with bolus fluids going, my first doses of IV Vanco and Ancef already on board, my left foot - infected - wrapped and awaiting my surgeon in the morning,... Continue Reading →
During my January hospital admission, I learned that - despite having made no changes in my diet - my diabetes had shifted in a huge way from August of the previous year. My hemoglobin A1C - a measure of how well my diabetes had been controlled over the previous several months - had been 7.1... Continue Reading →
I've commented before that it seemed particularly. . . ironic. . . that the distance runner keeps losing function in my feet and legs. First, it was the multitudinous stress fractures - now present in every metatarsal. Then rounds of CRPS in both feet - excruciating to endure AND they have changed the way my... Continue Reading →
Earlier, when the Covid-19 situation was developing, I expressed my concern as to what spoonies would do when we had a "normal" - for us - health crisis. Well, I found out last night. . . See, about five days ago, I literally just stood up from bed and felt awful pain in my left... Continue Reading →
