I don't need a fitness certification to feel accomplished.
Farewell to a Passion
Repealing Obamacare is Life or Death for People With ME/CFS
This essay was originally published by TalkPoverty and republished by CommonDreams. I haven't been able to get out of bed on my own in nearly two years—and I’m only 28 years old. For more than a year I was unable to speak, sit up, or eat solid food. In June 2015, first responders wheeled me... Continue Reading →
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Almost Standing
Progressing toward standing and getting out of bed again has been one of the hardest things I've ever done -- harder than deadlifting three times my body weight.
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A Different Kind of Diabetes
*Disclaimer: the following is a post featuring my opinions and research I've done. I'm not a medical professional or any kind of professional. Well, I'm really good at blankly staring off in the distance. Does that count? I recently came across an AP news report on IV "bars," and how seemingly healthy people use them... Continue Reading →
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Where The Mind Goes When The Mouth Can’t Speak
What ensued over the following weeks was both further regression of my speaking abilities and a frantic search for methods of nonverbal communication to ensure my needs were met.
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The View is Nice up Here!
Lately, I've been trying to sit-up without help at least once a day. Some days it's just not possible, but on good days I've been able to pivot my body and hang my legs off the bed. Because it is on risers, however, my feet cannot touch the ground and I have to use the... Continue Reading →
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I’ve Always Wanted a Bobble Head
My head has been attached to a pillow for the last two years. Now, as I write these words my head is at last detached -- bobbing around like a boat gently swaying in a harbor slip. Less eloquently put, my head feels like it's had way too much to drink and is stumbling around... Continue Reading →
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Jamison Hill Has a Cold Part 2
Lately I've been posting more infrequently because, guess what? I have cold. Another one. Now, I know there's just about nothing worse than someone complaining about being sick, so I'll try to keep the whining to a minimum. This is the second time I've been sick in three months. And by "sick," I mean sick... Continue Reading →
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My Domain
For the most part, I have made an effort to keep politics off of this blog. I realize there are people who read my writing that voted for Trump, just as there are people who voted for Hillary Clinton. Hell, there's probably even someone reading this who voted for pornstar, Mary Carey during California's 2003... Continue Reading →
