I’ve tried just about everything: ibuprofen, heating pads, ice, hot baths, narcotics, booze, physical therapy, muscle relaxers, TENS units. No matter what I do, the pain remains. Sometimes the pain is a dull ache in my lower back and legs. Other times it grips my body — head, shoulders, arms, […]
Breaking news, ladies. Turns out, doctors have been right about how much time you don’t have to pop out a baby; their terminology when delivering such soul-crushing news, however, has been oh-so-wrong. The Huffington Post reports that the American College of Obstetricians and Gynecologists has revised their findings that women’s eggs start to […]
We all do it: Hear a story on the radio or see one on TV or the internet about a child with special needs facing a difficult circumstance, think about how terrible or sad the details are and wish there were something we could do, then dismiss the story and […]
Ever wonder if you’re one of millions suffering from anxiety? Many dismiss mental health issues such as anxiety and depression, believing these are all manifestations of a person’s state of mind. If you’re a pessimist, of course you’re going to be anxious or depressed, they think. This is the epitome […]
This is a weird post to write. I know some who read this will think I’m crazy or unstable or selfish or insensitive (all accusations I’ve received in comments on posts about motherhood or special needs parenting before, believe it or not). Despite this, I know there are others who […]
I hate to run. I hate it because I detest being too hot and my face gets red and my thighs eat my shorts and I have zero stamina and I start to sweat in places I didn’t even know had glands. Mostly, I hate to run because it’s hard. Recently, […]
It’s more like a feelings problem, really. Whereas normal people get sad, I get blubbering-bucket-of-tears sad. Whereas normal people get worried, I get certain-an-airplane-toilet-is-going-to-come-crashing-through-the-roof-and-kill-us-all-repeatedly worried. Whereas normal people get angry, I get blood-pressure-spikingly-and-extremity-tremblingly angry. I’d say I’m bipolar (isn’t that when people get super manic and then super depressed and […]
I see you. And I don’t mean I see you see you (though I do physically see you). I mean I see inside you — I see the storm that’s tearing your soul apart, bit by unimaginable bit. I can see you because I am you. Not now you, of […]