My life is a giant shit storm right now. I haven’t written lately because facing these painful realities are sometimes more painful than the CRPS itself. This evening I decided to face my monsters and put on a suit of courage. I have to write to process what is happening with the destruction of my… Continue reading When My Happily Ever After Couldn’t Survive the Storm
Believe it or not; sometimes I forget I am sick. I forget that my body doesn’t allow me to do certain things or multiple things per day. I forget that a walk into the store to grab milk, may be the only thing I can do today or that driving a short distance can take… Continue reading RSVP: No. When my diagnosis makes me a bad friend
“Do one thing, every day that scares you”- Eleanor Roosevelt. I thought about this quote this morning as I woke up excited yet nervous about the week of returning to work after a 2 month medical leave. “This was it!” I thought, “This is the week that I will work all the kinks out and get back to… Continue reading Who is this body?
I am starting off this blog feeling rather speechless. Speechless because for the first time in my life I don’t have an answer or a plan that I am satisfied with. All of my answers depend on a shady source that doesn’t have a good track record in being dependable. And although I am… Continue reading In the Pursuit of Balance
Since I woke up this morning, this day has felt odd. The skies were angry and storms passed through every hour, darkening the sky to a nighttime gray. The rain was heavy, furious as it fell creating a calming yet aggressive presence on our tin roof. The winds sliced through the trees bringing branches down… Continue reading 5 years ago today…
The Invisible Warrior 