Chronics have to reevaluate who they are in the context of their disease. It goes back to my first post here, about illness narratives. Unlike having a cold, the illness story for a chronic becomes part of the life time …
As a self-described morning person, coming to terms with the fact that there are things I just can’t do in the mornings has irked me since my Chronic diagnosis. Listen here body: I like to do yoga in the morning. …
It’s Thanksgiving! Everyone is all gobble gobble gobble, and gluttonous happiness. Let’s talk gratitude for a minute. Yesterday, I was thankful hobbies. When I was younger I did bead work and crocheted too. I all but gave ’em up because …
I have health insurance and I’m grateful for that. Right now, I’m grateful that health insurance providers, among others, cannot discriminate based on genetics. What the LA Times called the “most sweeping federal anti-discrimination law in nearly 20 years,” went …
Today is Sunday. Yes, you knew that already. What did you spend your day doing? Are you using the day to catch up on work? Or are you taking it easy? There aren’t too many days that you get to …
Today, I’m grateful for the Internet. It was allowed me to uncover a wealth of information about my disease (and First, they can help you keep your arteries oiled http://respitecaresa.org/event/spring-break-camp/ viagra vs generic for better blood flow. A significant number …
Admittedly, it was harder for me to locate gratitude today. I’m in a bad mood. I woke up sore from pushing it yesterday with my class (teaching) and work load, and driving in the rain here is definitely fear inducing. …
In advance of Turkey Day, I’ve seen many of my friends from the alternative healing community take up the torch of the Thanksgiving Challenge. The challenge is about daily gratitude — participants find one thing a day to be grateful …
There’s a particular lifestyle associated with twenty-somethings. Binge drinking, nights of mischief and fashionably, attractive outfits (read: painful heels and clothes that don’t actually keep anyone warm) come to mind. Even though many people confine their overindulgences to their college …
S here. For me, the impetus for this blog came from a medical anthropology class I’m auditing from my alma mater. Second or third class into the semester, we started talking about illness narratives–the stories that sick people tell others …