the autoimmune hippie.

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

mental health.

  • crps flare #2 – looks like it’s here to stay (and it’s no respecter of birthdays either)

    On Saturday, I felt an odd SNAP in my left foot. It felt like a bone breaking, another one. That was followed by intense fatigue so I tried to rest as much as my body wanted since that is the foot that my Complex Regional Pain Syndrome (CRPS) started in and I certainly didn’t want… Read more

  • rotten physicians, overdue therapists, divine poets. . .

    Settle in, y’all. This is a long one. First of all, yesterday was ortho day – and that’s never good. But this time it was different. I also had another appointment scheduled after ortho. And I have STILL been incredibly sick with sinus plague that is causing nosebleeds and worsening body pain and fevers and… Read more

  • sober thursday.

    This wasn’t today’s original post. Today was already mostly ready and planned out. But sometimes the message keeps coming through that there is something else more pressing I need to write about  (more on that in a bit) – so I will. This was my Monday. I know I always say I am grateful –… Read more

  • wanting more (and less) in 2019

    Yesterday morning, I read an article about Colin O’ Brady becoming the first person to ever cross Antarctica unassisted, a truly incredible feat. https://www.nbcnews.com/news/world/american-man-first-solo-across-antarctica-unaided-n952186 The explorer who attempted the same, Henry Worsley, in 2016 fell ill and passed away, just 30 miles short of his goal. Still, what an amazing attempt. https://www.theguardian.com/world/2016/jan/25/explorer-henry-worsley-dies-during-antarctic-record-attempt It is also… Read more

  • night.

    My sleep schedule is bizarre to say the least. I often sleep in two or three hour increments. My pain wakes me at all hours. My body will abruptly insist that I go lay down – no matter what I’m doing. I can even sleep for a few hours sitting straight up (my family hates… Read more

  • all alone! whether you like it or not, alone will be something you’ll be quite a lot.

    This is going to be what I call an Easter Egg post, meaning it isn’t going to be circulated on Facebook or anything like that. It’s too personal – and the regular folk won’t understand anyway. This one is really just for me (and any spoonies it might help) – because I’ve had an elephant… Read more

  • it seems i have a helluva thing, y’all.

    During the night Sunday night and into early Monday morning, the throbbing pain in my left foot and ankle that I wrote about in my last blog post escalated into the most horrifying and unbearable pain I have EVER experienced. As I point of reference, I didn’t cry during labor with Sara Marie – I… Read more

  • let’s all say it together now: “i have no idea.”

    A few months ago, Andrew Stoecklein, the senior pastor of Inland Hills Church in Chino, California, committed suicide at age 30, leaving behind his precious wife Kayla, their three young sons, and his mother and two siblings. Prior to his death, he had been struggling with depression and anxiety and had just returned to the… Read more

  • oh, the anxiety.

    I can’t sleep tonight. The anxiety disorder that plagues me more often than I care to admit is running amok and I am having the worst time trying to get a handle on it. As y’all know, I’ve had the flu-y flu flu – and it’s lingering. My temp continues to randomly shoot up –… Read more

  • getting back on the (paleo) wagon

    We’ve had so many things going on in our home in the past few weeks. There have been some fabulous things: Our Sara celebrated her 15th Birthday. And my amazing cousin Blair and I finally got to go to our long awaited Lauren Daigle concert. AND my Red Sox won the World Series. If you… Read more