All tagged chronic illness
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.
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
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 ..
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…
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…
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.
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?”
In a previous blog, I shared a dreaded task that I have down to an absolute science, countless times: the new patient forms. And this post, I will share what comes after that, more of the end result, the part that I have no coping skills with.
When Camelot was still a young fellow, we came across a wall I knew had to be jumped. Both literally and metaphorically. When he was budding on dog-adolescence, I realized that I needed to make him see that he could trust me, no matter what the circumstance. I wanted him to trust my judgment...
When you have a chronic illness, daily life is filled with a battle of struggles - from the obvious to the “behind the scenes”. While the obvious is one I no longer struggle with but hold hands with, I do have enormous, stuff-in-your-closet ...
I have to say, I am one of those people, that when tasked with doing something dreaded, I tend to try it and get it over with as soon as possible. (I think this simply because I know that hellish moments do come to an end, eventually, even if it is not in the expected way, but that's another blog post altogether.) There is an exception: new patient forms.