Just a quick few lines here. It has been forever since I updated this last and largely because I was going through a period of suicidal depression wherein I was letting literally everything else slide. I suppose I could write a good deal more about that – about the doctors and tests and hospital visits … More Whelp, the holidays are here, let’s have some bloody cheer.
Alison Easton wrote this for me when I asked her about her Lyme story. And as it reads like an open letter and is in the first person and the declarative style, I will let it stand thus. I have made some minor grammatical corrections for readability but what you see below is one woman’s … More Lyme Disease: Stories From the Front Lines of An Epidemic – Alison E.
With permission and edited for misspellings: A Life-Changing Year I am a 45-year-old wife, mother of three, and professional. I had always been the most optimistic, joyful, and healthy person as I journeyed through my very happy life. I had encountered some minor trials in my life, but nothing like what I encountered in October … More Lyme Disease: Stories From the Front Lines of An Epidemic -Annalisa W.
The heroine of this Lyme story has much to share. She is an intelligent and articulate Southern Belle who hails from Atlanta, Georgia. She is 43 years old and a mother of three, whose troubles began in August of 2010, with what she thought was a “bug bite”. It turned out to be that, all … More Lyme Disease: Stories From the Front Lines of An Epidemic – Sophie
Anne was diagnosed with fibromyalgia in 1986 after years of unexplained pain. For her, it was the midpoint in a life journey with unspecified physical ill-being on one side of the demarcation line and learning to cope with what she thought was fibromyalgia on the other side. ( She now realizes Lyme was the real … More Lyme Disease: Stories From the Front Lines of An Epidemic – Anne
While I must duly note here that I still love and support all those who are different from me, I absolutely loathe awareness months. I have always chipped in in the past when the awareness issue had to deal with something I had to deal with in my life – family, friend, self. But that stops now. … More People are not things – Awareness and HB2
Chronic illness is something of a Catch 22 and a dangerous one at that. You are expected to take care of yourself, to eat well, to behave according to your local societal norms – be that by stringing seashells through your labia or scrotal sack as in the case of some Pacific Island cultures or … More The Invisibly Ill
So tonight I’m going to make everybody hate me. I don’t particularly care. I’ve been really sick which means a lot of time skimming Facebook. Facebook is great for minimal interaction “living”. But for the moment I want to discuss something that really bothers me. For convenience I am going to use guy and lady … More Hey, Baby, What if I don’t Want to Marry You?
So as an autist – Aspergers – who does not always consider the rule set of ANY culture to be locked in stone, I always figured that I was fairly assumption free. I accept everybody as people – not as hybrid people/things – anyone who introduces themselves to me as a label before they use … More Labels again – smdh.
A quick and dirty blog today as I try to work through something that is puzzling me… Despite my circumstances – or maybe because of them – I frequently find myself with too many material goods of a certain type, especially blankets, canned foods I am allergic too, socks, teeshirts, and so on; and as … More Sorry, can’t help you.
EVOLVING MALE 