Y'all, it has been a holy hell, beast of a week, with all kinds of new and exciting symptoms manifesting - yay, autoimmune disease - and old foolishness rearing it's ugly head too. All I have for this is "What the Frack?" As it happens, it's also Invisible Illness & Disability Awareness Week - that's... Continue Reading →
changes.
Madam Pomfrey was holding a large bottle of something labeled Skele Gro. “You’re in for a rough night,” she said, pouring out a steaming beakerful and handing it to him. “Regrowing bones is a nasty business." - Harry Potter And The Chamber Of Secrets Well, y'all, I have plenty of news and I'm all kinds... Continue Reading →
what a freaking day
Y'all. It started last night. I was getting everything in order for my clean eating renovation and the girls were planning to start our summer swimming for exercise plan and I was good to go with accountability buddies to really start addressing all this medication weight. . . because it is a major health issue... Continue Reading →
becoming
I've written often recently about the negatives of my illness - and there are many - but a thought has been following me around that has given me pause: Life is not happening to you; it's happening for you. Even the bad stuff is, in some way, happening for us. And I've heard this in... Continue Reading →
flu should really be a four letter word.
What. A. Yuck. Week. We were two ER visits in with our youngest, Sara, for kidney problems, and she and I were up all night again last night, but she went back to school today anyway, toughing it out. What a trooper I say. ❤️ And, the plan - bahahahaha! - was that our eldest,... Continue Reading →
the hard things.
It has truly been a wild few days here in the Hippie Hut: calls from my attorney with sudden needs related to disability, unexpected nursing requirements (I no longer work as a nurse but I will always keep my license) that have had me chasing myself, and so much going on with working towards our... Continue Reading →
new year. new things. new business.
As I mentioned in my previous post, I am starting off 2018 working on some personal health goals. As long-term steroid therapy has not been kind to my weight, it is time to find a way to lose some extra pounds. I am hopeful that it will help my joint pain (at least a little),... Continue Reading →
makin’ plans for 2018
As you know if you've even glanced at any of my recent blogs, I am super stoked for Christmas. In fact, Miracle on 34th Street is playing in the background as I write. I can't wait! But, today, I'm also thinking a bit beyond Christmas joy for a minute to 2018 and doing some goal... Continue Reading →
grandmother said there’d be days like this. . .
Less than 24 hours ago, I wrote a post about my precious pastor's wonderful sermon last Sunday on hope, thinking it was for someone reading my blog - and I have no doubt that it was. What I didn't know then was that it was also maybe a bit for me too, for the terrible... Continue Reading →
