Takling life with Chronic Fatigue Syndrome
It’s been a frustrating few weeks. My brain fog has lifted and my mind is absolutely whirring at top speed. I can’t slow down for a second, not even to breathe, as I think of more things I need to
It’s easy to tell patients that they need to, “keep trying different doctors until one helps you,” but what happens when that really isn’t an option?
Sometimes going to a new doctor can be a real nail biter if you’re used to getting the run around.
This is the story of one exasperated individual as they struggle to get validation and a possible diagnosis as a female patient in the US…
often my life seems like a snake eating it’s own tail but there are answers if I chose to listen to the wisdom of the Universe.
A trip to Boston both throws me into relapse and gives me hope.
Just because life isn’t what you expect doesn’t mean that it isn’t what it is supposed to be. A messed up foot brings on more epiphanies.
It’s becoming harder and harder to earn your way off of disability but easier and easier to get kicked off it. What are we with invisible illness to do?
It’s time to stop and smell the flowers, to appreciate life, to find hope and joy in the tiny moments we lose ourselves to awe.
Living with chronic illness is hard enough for a woman in her thirties without the added stress of having to find a boyfriend to financially take care of you.