the autoimmune hippie.

Laughter is immeasurable. Be joyful though you have considered all the facts. . . Practice resurrection. – Wendell Berry

Health

  • 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… Read more

  • 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… Read more

  • 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,… Read more

  • 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… Read more

  • 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),… Read more

  • 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… Read more

  • 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… Read more

  • priorities

    This Erma Bombeck essay from years ago has been on my heart for the past several weeks since our friend Ryan passed away so unexpectedly. I think it is because a month or so before he got sick, he and I had messaged about getting our families together for an evening and I just never… Read more

  • the good stuff

    With all the heaviness and challenges and hard things lately, the autoimmune hippie is looking a little gloomy and that just won’t do so it’s time for a fresh list of the recent good stuff (and I am so incredibly blessed that there is plenty of that too ❤️): I got to see Foo Fighters… Read more

  • #fixitjesus (today was that rough)

    At the end of last week, my bestie and I made a fabulous trip to the ATL for some girl time and some IKEA shopping. As always, I love, love, love bestie day – I would tag along with her for yearly income tax and colonoscopy day if she asked me to – and my… Read more