Being sick is exhausting. You can’t understand that statement unless you’ve been there yourself. I am exhausted. I’m sick of being sick. The pain right now is so high I wake up crying - I can’t walk, I can’t turn over, I can’t breathe without cringing. “There comes a point when the desire to rest…
I hate being sick. Hate it. It’s impossibly hard most days. I cry. I get mad. I feel hopeless at times. It’s ok to have a pity party just don’t unpack and live there! But I choose how to live with this sickness. I choose love. I choose joy. Yes - it’s a choice. Every…
I participate in several forums focused on specific health conditions. I initially joined them in the hopes of learning more about some of the conditions I have. What I’ve found is that most of the people participating are in the early stages of some sort of sickness - or at a minimum, they haven’t yet…
Monday night I participated in a meeting to discuss some issues affecting our community. Because of the seriousness of these issues and my tenacious and overly passionate personality, the whole thing was highly stressful for me. Stress is bad for the body - we know this. But it’s particularly bad for people with chronic complex…
I recently joined a couple of Facebook groups focused on specific health topics. My hope was to find help and encouragement for managing these difficult conditions, but what I've found instead is a whole bunch of people who are devastated and at their wits end. Most people do not understand how impossibly hard it is…
Fore-Warning: This is an honest and slightly morbid discussion about death. If this topic is uncomfortable for you, stop reading now. I get real here and I know it can be hard to discuss. So we never talk about it. It’s scary to talk about it. It’s sad to talk about it. But we need…
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