I’ve been getting stuck with many needles every week for five months now and I think it’s helping improve my health, although I can say goodbye forever to any clothing that exposes my midriff. Who wants to see a bubble …
Category: Reproductive
Pain’s a Real Bear
This one is for all the people like me battling pain. . .again, battling pain. . .still. (Note: it’s taken me two months to write this post, probably because the pain waxes and wanes, just as my acceptance of it …
Oh, Yes, Me, Too
The leaves finally began turning, not here, where I have rebuilt my life, but, rather, in the mountains linking North to South Carolina. Here, it’s still summer, with daily temps still well in the 80s. There’s no frost on the …
22 Years a Survivor
The slanting of five o’clock sun through the branches of trees with turning gold and red leaves pings the bowl of my soul with hollow sadness. I love autumn with its crunchy ground and vibrant sound, the textured weaves of …
Miss Diagnosis
A blogger I follow and admire, A Southern Celiac, recently posted about the need to check your medical chart for stray misdiagnoses and other errors. It sparked my own memories of doctors who misdiagnosed me, suggested or provided improper/crazy treatments, …
The Secret to Successful Surgery
Dr. W looked oddly casual in his surgical scrubs and snazzy black sneakers, which he confessed would come off–the sneakers, not the scrubs–during surgery. It gave him better balance, he said, while he operated using the daVinci robot. He chatted …
Losing Pieces of Me
“Your surgery is set for August 20th at 10:30 am. Please arrive two hours early. Nothing to eat or drink after midnight. You’ll need someone to drive you home the next day. Call Monica for a cost estimate.” I was …
