Reasons why I write
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...
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Reasons why I write
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...
An Update on Life with One Ovary
One of the topics readers most frequently contact me about is the time I had to have emergency surgery to remove my right ovary. In case you aren’t familiar with the story, I had had...
The piece that didn’t fit
When I was young, all I wanted was to fit in, to be perfect. To do what adults expected of me. I never had a single cavity, I never missed the school bus. I...
Fighting a health issue without judgement, for the first time
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...
There is reason to hope.
I saw a comment on Twitter today which really broke my heart, so I wanted to write this and make it clear: If you are experiencing pain hypersensitivity (through central sensitization), there is every reason...
What is pain neurophysiology education?
In a nutshell, pain neurophysiology education is the type of treatment for chronic pain that changed my life and inspired me to become a physical therapist. I’ve mentioned it in passing on this blog, but...
A Returning
I have been away. I have often thought of how to begin this blog again after a long hiatus and then more time would pass and there it stood waiting for me to speak, write,...
Because the world needs you
For the first time in, oh, slightly over ten years, my health issues are not seriously obscuring my ability to deal with life. Mostly through learning about the body, and getting stronger, but also adjusting...
A Clearing
So I’ve been clearing out all the old stuff from my storage unit. Finding so many reminders of all the plans I once had. The high-heeled boots I bought senior year of high school, right...