the autoimmune hippie.

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

#highriskcovid19

  • sorting the new variant.

    Our society has seemingly developed a sort of “COVID information fatigue,” with people prone to just tune out the news and warnings as things change with the – very much ongoing – pandemic situation. I totally get it; I’m worn out with it too. We all are. Unfortunately,  just checking out of the news is… Read more

  • talking about life and death, covid and sick days, and loving others through these times.

    This is attempt number five to write this post because my thoughts are in a million places – and this time I’ve decided it’s best to just put it all out there and publish. . . so this one may be a bit. . . scattered. Scattered is appropriate though, I think, as these recent… Read more

  • memento mori

    It’s not surprising, as my next big project is my death book, that I am one acquainted with the night – and thus spend more time thinking on these things than your average bear. This is particularly true now that I have promised myself to have this book ready to go by the end of… Read more

  • it’s time to talk about delta – and masking once more.

    No one was happier than I was to start leaving my mask in my bag once the CDC said it was safe and I was considered fully vaccinated, saying, as always, that I follow the science. With my prednisone and the fever that I frequently experience with my autoimmune disease, I overheat wearing the mask… Read more

  • first, a repost – to remember.

    Friends, I’m sitting and writing a lengthy post I’ve been trying to get to for several days with school and the end of the term approaching and a sinus plague that has come upon me. Right now though, I wanted to just share with y’all this wonderful post from Tim Challies, that he shared yesterday… Read more

  • coming back alive.

    It’s so busy here this week – wonderful things – just lots and lots of them to get done. I’m trying to finish the rough draft of my book with a full school week as well – so I have found a NEW way to chase myself. 😉 I have zero complaints and nothing but… Read more

  • this is my favorite Christmas despite everything I think.

    Christmas cards did not go out in a timely manner this year. In fact, owing to a medical crisis involving my dominant hand — AFTER I thought I was in the clear — I have a small stack that needed recipe cards included I had been unable to write until now that won’t be going out until tomorrow, the… Read more

  • rejoicing in our eternal, unfailing Christmas hope.

    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 that Hope has been finding me everywhere – beautiful quotes on Instagram, old beloved songs popping into my head, bible verses in my quiet time, absolutely stunning art on my… Read more

  • leaning in to our true Hope.

    After posting about an intense and drawn out CRPS flare that finally seemed to be winding down last week, on Saturday I had a good day. In fact, owing to nothing short of an early Christmas miracle, my Bullies even won. I went to bed tired and sore – but feeling as well as I… Read more

  • a tale of a ten day spoonie sick

    Just today, a young spoonie friend – who has recently, sadly, received several serious diagnosis she is having to adjust to suddenly – made a post on Instagram, saying that three different doctors had all told her something to the effect that she could still have a “good life” or a “decent life” with her… Read more