Not Like The Whiskey
Telling myself to not take my health for granted has always been a mental game I've played, an affirmation, perhaps even a mantra that I've repeated to make myself feel better about the fact that scary stuff can happen to anybody, at any time.
I could see all kinds of things that I had missed when I was stuck in my bed. I could feel the breeze swirling around me; I could see hummingbirds buzzing around a tree branch above the roof. I didn't realize it until later, but it was the first time I had been outside in two years.
It seemed like something that could easily sound inauthentic or fake, the thought of which made me cringe, but in the end he not only did justice to my writing, he managed to accurately convey the struggle of me trying to speak.
I'm not proud to say that it took getting sick and losing some of my privilege for me to grasp how fortunate I was as a healthy person. But it is one of the few good things that has come from my poor health.
Have you ever had something go wrong and then it snowballed into a million other things that went wrong? If so, you probably know what I'm feeling right now. You may even know a variation of the anger I feel and how it has led me to do and say things that have probably made... Continue Reading →
I just stood there like nothing was wrong, hoping no one would notice. But EVERYONE noticed. Every player on the field was staring at me, and although I've since blocked out their laughter, I'm sure they were laughing at me. How could you not laugh at something like that?
I hate New Year's resolutions. Why? I don't know, I get why people make them, and even more so why people abandon them, but has anyone ever actually followed through with a New Year's resolution? I imagine someone has -- some poor, neurotic soul who is actually a robot, and not at all human. Even... Continue Reading →
Naming the disease after a scientist, or doctor, or even a damn town (as was done for Lyme disease) would be better than calling it chronic fatigue syndrome.
It was a bit demoralizing to inflict such a price on my body for a tiny bit of normalcy -- a few minutes of conversation. But there is something truly magical about making a plan, carrying it out, and the outcome proving to be very close to how you envisioned it.
