Good Morning Body, Today I Hear You
Good morning body. I forgot about you and I’m so sorry. Today, I will remember you. I will invite movement and joy back into my body. I will touch you, hold you and rejoice in you. No longer will I
Good morning body. I forgot about you and I’m so sorry. Today, I will remember you. I will invite movement and joy back into my body. I will touch you, hold you and rejoice in you. No longer will I
Keeping with the spirit of my last post, I have put together a cheesy ode to new beginnings. In reflecting on how new beginnings relates to my battle with Lyme disease, I realized something really cool. I was experiencing new
I love new beginnings, which is why New Year’s Eve is my favorite holiday. I love the process of looking back on the past year and moving forward into a new one. The novelty of new beginnings has always excited
With summer upon us I’m seeing this question a lot…”Should I go on vacation during my battle against Lyme disease?” The responses range from, “hell no!!” to “Yes, definitely! Your body and mind need a vacation. Getting away will do
Wallowing is what I would call it. I spent my days wallowing. Going through the motions, fending off fear, confusion and loneliness…and wallowing. I went to bed fearful that I may not wake up and I woke up dreading the
My battle was very long and very hard. It has taken me three years into remission to realize that, at some point, I stopped loving myself. Sure, from the outside it appeared that I was taking care of myself. I
Bartonella toes are one of the crazy, weird, randomly bizarre symptoms that left me feeling like a human experiment when I was in treatment for Lyme disease. There may be a more scientific word for what I experienced but I don’t know what it is. My doctor simply termed them “bartonella toes” so that’s how I came to refer to them.
For most people, the changing of seasons is an exciting time. Whether you prefer winter to summer or spring to fall, it always feels like a time of beginnings. For those battling Lyme disease however, the change of seasons brings
Like prey being hunted I can never relax. A ticking time bomb waiting for the relief of an explosion. Angry that I am unable to perform the simplest of tasks. I curse you and beg for relief. I dream of