Hey! It’s been a while. Here’s a quick little update. I’m doing the Cheesehead Challenge, a race benefitting Dysautonomia International held in Wisconsin (hence the cheese), virtually from home in Virginia. I’d love it if you sponsored me! I have some cool incentives to sponsor, too. If you decide to donate, leave a comment so… Continue reading Don’t worry, I’m still around
My day without health care
I got in a fight with my parents two nights ago. (Mostly with my mom–she was the one I yelled at. She yelled back. And I was the one who stormed off, ignoring her apology and plea for me to come back.) When I turned 26, my dad signed me up for COBRA so I… Continue reading My day without health care
What a month
It’s been crazy. I’ve always loved the fall. It’s just a superior season to everything else, because I can finally break out my jeans and hoodies and large assortment of hats. And stop shaving my legs. It’s a good time to be a human being. Sure, season changes mean major pain for POTSies and patients… Continue reading What a month
Refills and phone calls
I’ve been trying to get my Hyoscyamine refilled since Thursday. I went to the pharmacy because I was all out and asked for an emergency supply while they called my doctor. Today, I called the pharmacy to ask if they’d heard back from my doctor. They hadn’t. I called my doctor. They were on lunch… Continue reading Refills and phone calls
Twenty-six
I’ve written this a hundred times and I can’t seem to get it right. So I’ll just say the one thing that feels right: I didn’t think I’d make it here. 26 wasn’t a sure thing in my mind last year, because the dysautonomia and depression were too much last Fall. I couldn’t deal anymore.… Continue reading Twenty-six