Whew. I have really enjoyed writing my more personal posts recently– I love to tell a good story, and to feel as though my past experiences have some meaning. (And I’ve really appreciated all your...
I began to wonder if something about the compartment syndrome and the leg surgery could have changed something in my chemical makeup, weakening my body and depleting its healing response. After all, pain was supposed...
Okay, I still can’t believe I’m writing about this part of my story publicly. But it seems like I’ve reached the point in my life where my need to say something is beginning to outweigh...
Continued from Part 1 My doctor said I had what was called “glass back” syndrome. Every muscle, from my neck to my lower back, was locked in spasm. Even the smallest movement could set off...
Here’s a post I’ve been meaning to write for a long time: the story of how I personally developed central sensitization. If you’ve been reading my blog for a while, you’re probably aware that central...
Every once in a while, I freak out. Why in the world am I putting all this personal stuff about my life online? I woke up this morning feeling like I needed to update my...
Every once in a while, I freak out. Why in the world am I putting all this personal stuff about my life online? I woke up this morning feeling like I needed to update my...
They say one of the worst things a blogger can do is to begin all your posts with an explanation of why it’s been so long since your last post. Normally I’m able to stop myself from...
My friend C. once wrote that vulnerability does not always have to mean a state of weakness: In order to function in my everyday life, I have to be vulnerable and explain why my body “doesn’t show...
When I was in San Francisco last fall, I did a ton of reading that I meant to share with you all. Then, somehow, I got caught up in the ebb and flow of daily...