My funny Valentine…

I am often asked about my #spooniedog, Georgia Grace.  She is still my feisty, stubborn, and adorable sidekick.  On days when I hurt, she has been very protective.  This is a change since my cat Lola passed.  Georgia was always the “world’s worst nurse” but has slowly become my greatest comfort as I’ve been battling […]

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You ain’t no copper penny…

Recently, I’ve been going through a lot a stress.  Health, family, pets, household issues, etc….if I wasn’t for bad luck, I’d seriously have none.  On top of it all, I’ve gained a ton of weight from both inactivity due to my broken foot and stress eating.  Then I ended up getting sick.  The kind of […]

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Professional patient…

I’ve always considered myself as lucky that I have amazing doctors. I recently decided to change primary care doctor because of the location and their hours. It was a bit too hard to get an appointment when I was sick. I found myself going to walk-in clinics when I had a sinus infection or bronchitis. […]

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He’s lucky he is so cute…

In another episode of “As my joints turn: my autoimmune soap opera”. I walked in from work on 1/3/2019. I was still on crutches and non-weight bearing due to my broken foot. I was hobbling into the living room with my coat on and two bags on my arm. My cat Milo decided to run […]

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Abled People Are From Mars, Disabled People Are From Venus….

I’ve been documenting my journey with my broken foot. It’s been frustrating, painful, and difficult to say the least. Non-weight bearing is hard when you don’t have autoimmune arthritis, but when you do, it’s nearly overwhelming. When I found out my foot hadn’t healed, I decided to stay at my parents’ house over the Christmas […]

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Four more weeks…

I had my follow up for my broken foot (AKA 5th metatarsal fracture) today.  I’ve been trying my best to not bear weight on my foot since 11/1/2018.  The past 46 days have been difficult.  I’ve tried my best to not walk.  I admit, it’s so hard in my stair-filled house, so there are times when […]

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I’m lucky…

Living with chronic illness means always living on the edge of depression.  It’s depressing being sick. It’s depressing when you are sick and bad things happen in and around your life.  The past two months, I have broken my foot, had to take time off of my part-time job to recover (thus decreasing my income) […]

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