Play Your Hand

A blogger I follow recently did a post on a quote by Randy Pausch: “We cannot change the cards we are dealt, just the way we play the hand.” I don’t think more true words could ever be said. It’s fact that we all have our own crosses to bear, whether that be internally, externally,…

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The Difference A Day Makes

It’s cliche, but true. I’ve been lucky thus far to have a really strong support system that literally lifts me up when I’m scrounging at rock bottom. It’s tough dealing with chronic sickness that seems like there isn’t a light at the end of the tunnel, but sometimes you just need that safety net to…

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Might As Well Be Dead

Suicide is something no one wants to talk about, but for some people who suffer from chronic health issues, ending it all doesn’t really seem like the end of the world, pun intended. I’ve dealt with anxiety and depression for quite some time now, but in the last year, being so debilitating sick has really…

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A Shitty Situation

Lately, I seem to be a magnet for super rare medication side effects. At first, the doctors were telling me that I was just sensitive and needed to suck it up, but after last time where I literally went blind, my doctors are starting to take notice that it’s my body and not my lack…

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Literally Blind as a Bat…

The title to this post so aptly describes my state of existence. I can only hope that what I’m typing actually looks like words and not a bunch of gobbltygoop. So two days ago I saw a stomach specialist to help me figure out what’s going on with my health. His suggestions were uneventful, but…

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Midwest Refresh

Freshly landed from a one week residency in the Midwest, I think I’m ready to tackle new challenges. With two more classes and a practicum away from one Master degree…an end is in sight. Then I will be starting classes for another Master degree, but hopefully sooner if I get off a waitlist! My first…

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Loss is a Four-Legged Word

Two nights ago I lost my puppy. She was not yet ten months old when we had to put her down. It was part aggression that spiked post-surgery to the point no one felt safe around her, and part degenerative health that was only worsening at a severe pace. At only nine months old, she…

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