the autoimmune hippie.

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

Jesus

  • for George Stinney Jr. as the 76th anniversary of his death approaches

    In a few days, on June 16th, it will have been 76 years since George Stinney Jr. was murdered at the hands of the state and the racist people of Alcolu, South Carolina. He was 14 years old at the time. His story has inspired several works of fiction, including The Green Mile, but I… Read more

  • in these broken times, some thoughts on getting through. and dragons.

    In these broken times, I am clinging to John 14:27 so desperately right now. Peace I leave you; my peace I give you. I do not give you as the world gives. Do not let your hearts be troubled and do not be afraid. – John 14:27 NIV Everything in the news, from riots to… Read more

  • crossing the lines.

    Across the lines Who would dare to go Under the bridge Over the tracks That separates whites from blacks Choose sides  Run for your life Tonight the riots begin On the back streets of America They kill the dreams of America Little back girl gets assaulted Ain’t no reason why Newspaper prints the story And… Read more

  • fractured centre (x2)

    Running. Running. Running. Barefoot through the dew covered grass. Running – Until I’m breathless. . . All a dream. Often in my dreams. . . I run free. Long. And return home. . . Hot, tired, sweat-covered. . . Happy. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .… Read more

  • a health detour and some mental health talk for awareness month. . .

    May is Mental Health Awareness Month and I have wanted to talk about several things related to mental health issues and my own health – but, ironically, my health hasn’t behaved well enough for me to get to that in these past few weeks. So, today I’m going to share about this week’s health adventures… Read more

  • finally home – antibiotics, fractures, and all.

    Once was a season of infinite light When the distance from Heaven was not far behind I was close to You, I was close to You Carry me back to that moment in time When the colors and fragments were beautifully bright How I long for You, how I long for You ‘Cause out here… Read more

  • on heparin and holter monitors and other medical whatnots that have come my way this week. . .

    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… Read more

  • being a patient, being a nurse, facing COVID-19. . . some thoughts early this Tuesday morning.

    As I’ve been inpatient for the past six days now, I’ve been talking with the nursing staff here about what they have witnessed with COVID-19 and I’ve been reading the news and trying to understand what’s happening as restrictions are lifted in my state – and there are several things weighing on my mind and… Read more

  • inpatient in times of covid. . . and staying grateful . . .

    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.… Read more

  • inpatient again. onward.

    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,… Read more