I'd never understood the old adage "it takes a village". I've always been a pretty independent person; happy to be in the company of others but equally happy to spend time on my own. Lately, I have come to have a much greater understanding of what that saying means. As most of you know, nearly … Continue reading A Letter to my Village
In February of this year, I started getting nightly infusions of saline through a PICC line. As we all know, hydration is a big part of health and nutrition and, due to my limited intake caused by gastroparesis, I wasn't getting nearly the amount of fluids necessary to stay hydrated. Fluid consumption also plays a … Continue reading Finding my Voice
There's a unique monotony to chronic illness. You wake up, pray your pain is miraculously gone. It's not. You shovel pills down your throat, more than you can count. You pray they work. They don't. You move through your day following a not-so-elegant dance routine, going through the steps, trying to make it until bedtime. … Continue reading Being is Enough
After receiving my first Xolair injection about a month ago, I've been feeling pretty off. Actually, let's be honest here. I've been feeling awful. The day of the injection, I developed a headache, followed shortly by an earache and body pain, then proceeded by a crazy amount of nausea. I'm pretty used to living with … Continue reading Making the Most of Grad Week
The Invincible Summer 