I went to a spin class yesterday. And for all of those who know me and my distaste for intensive exercise, I say to you, RIGHT? I’m undergoing a bunch of meds changes and I went to a spin class. And I’ll be feeling the effects for quite some time now. But it was for… Continue reading Spin class kicked my ass
Who made birthdays so complicated?
Birthdays are so tricky. They’re supposed to be the best day of the year—where people celebrate you for just being—and you hopefully get showered with gifts and cakes. But unfortunately, that means it’s a day filled with expectations that everything has to go well. And with chronic illnesses in play, that’s hard to guarantee. I… Continue reading Who made birthdays so complicated?
I can’t sleep
This was written last night at 1:30 a.m. Erin, one of my very best friends in the world, came from Philadelphia to spend my pre-birthday weekend with me. We got breakfast–I had gigantic fluffy pancakes and Erin got a delicious looking omelette. We went shopping and discovered a crazy antique shop. (If you’re in the… Continue reading I can’t sleep
Along with it being Dysautonomia Awareness Month, it’s also the middle of Invisible Illness Week. Invisible Illness Week has a fabulous meme, 30 Things About My Invisible Illness You May Not Know. And because I miss the days of MySpace and Facebook surveys, I filled it out focusing on dysautonomia, despite having what feels like… Continue reading 30 Things
How do you even write the first entry for a blog? Goals? Mission statement? Two truths and a lie? I originally wanted to start a blog because a bunch of adults* asked me “so, do you a have a blog?” this summer when I talked about possible future career goals and my experience with dysautonomia/POTS.… Continue reading Oh, hello