Service dogs are not only trained to know your needs, they are trained to help you with them and over time the relationship can develop to the point where they anticipate them before you can verbalize…
The Summer Conundrum
The beautiful summer weather taunts and cajoles us to come outside and play. Yet, it is in these flirtations that make me all the more of the limitations that I can not partake in. Should it keep me from trying at all?
Mother’s Day
I can not think of a single time in the past seventeen years that I have met someone that did not meet (or previously know), my mother. There probably has been one time, maybe two, but you get the picture...
Consequences
Just as with physics, every action, every moment I do causes an equal and inverse reaction. It is only with 17 years of experience and judgement that gives me an idea as to what that negative reaction will be. It is also one of the biggest clues I have.
Professional Egos...
Doctors and/or medical professionals can be excellent, but when dealing with their egos, well, it can bring out my own ego as well. My ego over my body is born out of respect and fear, as my body plays by no rules, and doctors egos can lead them to my life threatening mistakes.
Heart Health Awareness Month
I always find it ironic that (anatomical) heart health awareness month is intentionally associated with the month that we celebrate love, or our emotional heart. Sure, I get the connection, but doesn’t our mental health play a greater connection…
The Undiagnosed Disease Network
The Undiagnosed Disease Network is a medical program affiliated with 12 hospitals; an impressive and potentially hopeful program for patients who have ailments that can not be diagnosed or identified. If you are accepted, the team of different specialists go to exhaustive lengths over the course of one week to identiify, diagnosis and potentially treat what ails you. Sounds perfect for a medical mystery like me.
Holiday Blinders
It’s the holidays, a natural benchmark for comparisons for where we’ve been and where we’re going. I’ll be honest, I don’t like bench marks.
Service Dogs—Angels? Possibly. Saints? Not Necessarily.
Camelot is my second service dog, and in a way it makes you a veteran of hearing stories about super smart dogs that will demonstrate their intelligence you never knew you wanted to know. At least, that’s what I thought until I read some of the stories about Arwen, and was inspired to share a few of my own.
Looking for a Blessing
Sometimes you just get a string of bad luck. Like so many people, I do not do well being sick. I not only try to avoid sickness like the plague, I deny it even more. I push my body to the brink, and then I only admit
Medical Politics? The Rules Of The Game
Being a patient with chronic illness means you have entered the medical political realm. Medicine is politics, and there are rules to the game. Here are the five top rules I have learned to live by in this arena.
The Pain Companion
Pain management has become quite the divisive I've argument in the US today. As everyone experiences pain differently, and deals with it differently, it is not a topic I choose to explore. However, a recent read of The Pain Companion by Sarah Anne Shockley may be helpful…
Unexpected Drama
This past week, my status as being the only medical mystery in my family was challenged—not something any of us ever desired—especially since it was challenged my beloved service dog, Camelot. Spoiler alert: there was no life threatening crisis, thankfully, just a complete puzzle as he…
Dreams, Fantasies and Something In Between
When I was younger, (and healthy), I decided, no matter the career or path I took, I really wanted to be what Disney called, an Imagineer. Creating a dream. It would be cool to work for Disney, but I didn’t want to limit myself to that. I just wanted to live my life creating something imagined. Personally or ..
Gardening, Anyone?
Which is more important: an activity that I enjoy that also happens to be good physical therapy, or achieving physical therapy activities outside the standard exercises and happens to be an activity I enjoy? When both is met, it is the ideal activity. This is how I got into gardening. To my surprise, I learned I had many 4 legged helpers who approved!
A Shriek or A Scream?
When I’m watching a game, like really watching, I’m not that much for talking, I’m all about reacting. My mother knows this, everyone in our house who works for her, knows this, (as I’ve been talking about the games.) Except, they forgot recently… And my bereft gasp in horror as the opposing team scored yet again…
World Cup Blood Pressure
Tis the season of the World Cup. For those who do not know the World Cup, it is the biggest sporting event in the world. It’s the Olympics of soccer. Each nation that earned the slot to partake in the games, brings their finest, and play to win. It’s the Olympics of soccer. Each nation…
Book Corner
I recently did something quite out of character: I read several books about others going through life changing illness. I tend to avoid these books like the plague, partly because if I tend to read books to escape, not compare, and in the past had found little comfort when I had read the stories. Two books were so excellent, that I want to share them with you.
Play Date
It started with the door bell ringing and my mom answering to find a little girl, about 5 years old, with a tomb-boy demeanor on our front step.
“Hello. Can I help you?” My mom, who is very sweet with kids, asked.
“My name’s Holly. Can your daughter come outside to play?”
The Crux of The Matter
The most heart-crushing, soul-center truth about living as a medical mystery is this: you don’t know what you do know, and you don’t know what you don’t know. In other words: we, (the medical community), can not state that we have identified every body system, every element that does not work, or ...