Every day when I awaken, I have to raise a rhetorical finger just to gauge the wind of my pain; how much will there be and how far will it push me around as the morning and afternoon progress. It … Continue reading →

I find a life with chronic pain sends me in many directions. I walk differently, I think differently and I eat differently. Everything in my life has changed, affected by this unpleasant “resident” called pain; therefore I am no longer … Continue reading →

For many years, more than ten, in fact, I have been sharing my health experiences online. Yes, I am that older woman who goes online and talks about her struggles with sacroiliitis, among other things as the list grows. The … Continue reading →

Well, it is the heart season for heart awareness, especially for women with all the newswomen wearing red. It is almost Valentine’s Day, you know that overly commercialized holiday that engenders much last-minute shopping for chocolate candy, freshly cut spring … Continue reading →

Both my husband and my grandchildren are fans of the Road Runner cartoons. They are hilarious even if they are a bit masochistic and violent, the cartoons, not my husband or grands. Maybe there is a part of us that … Continue reading →

When you live a life with chronic pain and/or illness day after day, to say one is stressed is obvious. Only those of us who live with it know the degree of that stress. We reach out each day, in … Continue reading →

    Many of us are struck with some seasonal melancholia during this season. SO many Christmases past fill our hearts and minds. I know it is a natural part of life as it reflects the supercharged emotions of the … Continue reading →

I realize all relationships have different personalities but when it comes to marriage the differences in personalities between a couple can make for much interest, challenge and yes, humor. When those differences no longer can be seen in a humorous … Continue reading →

These hands once strong and busy Now seem so inhumane, Compared to changing bandages Or helping one in pain. To wipe emerging newborns Who are screaming their first breath, To hold worn, fading hands Of those embracing death. Nursing felt … Continue reading →

As each year passes, living with chronic pain and disease, I find myself grateful to still be alive to be grateful, to be grateful to still be alive, well, you get the picture. The older I grow the more grateful … Continue reading →