on a mission.

Recently, I have been researching complementary therapies to hopefully improve my health and pain levels - in addition to, not in place of, my traditional medication regimen (though I would love to see that reduced one day - but that isn't anything I foresee unfortunately). See, with my physicians, it feels as though I am…

my big sick.

I know that I'm sick. So does my family. So do my friends. So do all of you. I write about it. I take steps to deal with it. I've had to give up my work because of it. I'm having to regrow my hair due to it. However, in the past two years¬† it…

heaviness.

I have a "heavier thing" weighing on my mind to get to today. But, first, let's talk about yesterday and today in Paleo/RA for a minute. I say both days because I actually started this post last night and wrote a large part of it before closing my eyes to rest at about 4 AM…

a spoonie-get-well week.

It's a medical week here, with more extra doctor's appointments and whatnot and some conditions flaring that haven't in quite some time, in addition to my RA. So today, during the day, I got all of the sleeps. Yesterday, though, Sara and I rode with my husband to see our family, and got to visit…

18 months – and a good good day. =D

Yesterday was crammed full of All. The. (Good). Things. So much to tell. First, I got a notification that it was my 18 month soberversary: I know I've written often about all things substance abuse and sobriety - but this is different. I was laughing at myself earlier because I used to have a drink…

a laid out spoonie – but on the mend.

Do y'all remember that post from yesterday about how I was feeling better? The one I wrote and then hopped up and cleaned out my fridge - a major undertaking that I should have-¬† but didn't - ask for help with - and did some other things that I desperately needed to do around my…