How Charlie’s Angels Prepared Me to Live with a Chronic Illness I may
Think spring cleaning only involves giving your home a good cleaning? Think again!
What happens when I live my old life I received my cluster
How many times have you explained your chronic illness to someone and their
Valentine’s day is a time for expressing love to your special someone.
Do you or someone you love live with a mental illness? Do you struggle to communicate with your friends and family? You are NOT alone!
Has your chronic illness taken over your life? Find out how you can get back into the driver’s seat and start dominating your chronic life!
Find out how I became The Disabled Diva, accepted my conditions, and more in this piece I wrote for Healthline.
Are you a Super Mom or a Super Pooped Mom? Chronic illnesses make life difficult. Those of us who suffer
I have always struggled with asking for help. Because of this, there have been times in my chronic life that
The super power I really wish for. Admit it; at some point in your life you have wished that you possessed a super power. Some wished for the power of flight, invisibility, the ability to walk through walls, and more. As a child my super power wish was for the power of invisibility. The reason for this was that I wanted to be a detective and thought this particular power would help me solve crimes. As an adult living with several chronic conditions, I often joke that my super power is living with chronic pain. However when asked which power I would want, I always replied with the power to fly. The reason I always chose the power to fly had to do with my physical pain. Flying would be a great way to get around when my feet, legs, and spine prevent me from walking. While flying my bones, joints, and muscles would be free from pressure. While still
Originally this post was going to be called “Living a double life”, but then I realized that I don’t just lead two lives, I live multiple lives. What I mean by this is that my life when going through a flare is totally different than when my Psoriatic Arthritis is in remission and my remission days are nothing like my average pain days. The things that I can or can’t do differ between each one, along with how I react to situations. Many of us that suffer from chronic diseases feel like we are living multiple lives, there is the life people see when we leave our homes and the life no one but those closest to us see when we are unable to leave our beds. It is no wonder that people have such a hard time comprehending what it is like to live with our conditions as they are usually only seeing one of our lives. The three lives that
Happy New Years? What? Everyone is done celebrating the New Year? Unlike everyone who celebrated the New Year on the first of January, I wasn’t physically or mentally up for celebrating it until last weekend. Just before Christmas my psoriatic arthritis started coming out of remission. At the same time a few of my other conditions also decided to flare. Four weeks of being bed bound may drive some people crazy, but sadly it’s something that I have grown accustomed to. Last week I could tell that this spell was nearing an end. It was at this point that leaving the house only for appointments or to grab groceries now and then started to bother me. The reason it didn’t bother me during the worst parts of my flare is because I have little memory of those weeks. As the severity of my flare began to decrease, I found myself finally able to think more clearly and that’s when I
Someone forgot to inform Mother Nature that today was is the first day of fall, because it still feels like
Painsomnia has an evil sibling, the Pain Coma. Unlike a real coma, I am not completely comatose, but my physical
Yesterday I received news that a relative of someone I love was killed in a car accident. My heart hurts
Welcome to Funky Town, the place no one wants to go and has to fight like heck to get out
Do you often feel like there aren’t enough hours in a day to do everything that you wanted to accomplish? You
This morning I became aware that I have redefined my pain scale without realizing it. I was texting with my
Someone very near and dear to me has been living with various undiagnosed chronic pains and symptoms of many chronic pain conditions for close to two years. There was a time when she and everyone else, including me, had hoped that she had something that was temporary or that could be cured. But that doesn’t seem to be the case and we are now just waiting for her doctors to come to the correct diagnosis. As I have suspected for quite sometime, her doctors are now leaning towards an incurable chronic condition, because of this I have been gently encouraging her to let go of expecting that her that her life will one day return to normal. While I fully understand that nobody wants to hear that they will never live the way they used, it is one of the most important pieces of advice that I can offer. The sooner one lets go of the notion of living like