I Care Although my siblings tell me everything is fine, I know it's not. I'm with my mother every day... there's no way to make it look...
I’m overwhelmed. I’m scared. I’m tired. I’m tired of new symptoms, new scares, new tests. But I am not alone!
I don’t want dermatomyositis to define me or take over my life, but sometimes I’m vulnerable and not the strongest version of myself.
The opioid crisis is real and should be addressed, but there is no excuse for the damage it has done to people with incurable pain....
My husband honors his vow; in sickness and health. But for me, when will I no longer grieve the person I once was? The girl...
My mystery disease actually shows up as a result of the loves of my life. A mystery that is so worth each 9 months. No...
I’m feeling more and more isolated and alone because of this illness. I’ve held off writing publicly about it because then there’s pity and the...
I must learn to accept that I cannot rush my body. It needs rest. I cannot change this. I can change my attitude to this...
Myositis Awareness Month got me thinking…and really, reflecting about a time before my initial flare-up almost three years ago, when Myositis wasn’t at the forefront of...
It is a strange thing to find yourself with tears flowing but not quite realizing why; for me, this has been my experience with the...
I put it in the back of my drawer...thinking that would lessen the sting of seeing it and being reminded of all I’ve lost...
My pregnancy journey with dermatomyositis.
Viruses become personified. I see them as mean little soldiers standing up on door knobs ready to attack me. I watch them float through the...
