Twas the Night Before Christmas and in her flat on tenth floor, Lav claimed indifference to doing her chores. Compression stockings were hung in the bathroom with care . Oh, who are we kidding? They showed wear and tear! The kitty was nestled in laundry unfolded, Knowing her owner hadn't the heart to scold her. … Continue reading Where’s Whoopsie #7: Merry Christmas to All and May You All Be Alright!
Huh. Dysautonomia, ADHD, and mental health share an awareness month! (Mental Health Awareness Week this year was October 1-7. Oops. I guess I missed that one!) It’s a pity that migraines get June for their awareness month. I was this close to only having to remember one month on this blog. That would have been … Continue reading Where’s Whoopsie #4: I’m Aware that I’m Rarely Aware
The bully in my brain hasn't yet wised up and rescinded the strange exemption that it seems to have granted to Improv, but the migraines have. The previous week was a five-out-of-seven migraine days week. This week has been the same. That's 5 days * 2 weeks equals 10 migraine days. If this continues next … Continue reading Improv #3: Always Look on the Bright Side of Life?
I have a colorful new diagnosis. (I also have gastritis, probably as a result of being allergic to everything.) I'm not inflammatory (IBD), but I'm pretty salty. Postural Orthostatic Tachycardia Syndrome (POTS) is a type of dysautonomia officially characterized by a heart rate increase of at least thirty bpm upon standing. This tachycardia is often associated with a … Continue reading POTSies Against Nazis
via Presents for Your Loved Ones with Chronic Migraine — The Migraine Chronicles My own migraines have been getting the best of me this week. I'm about to go out of town for a business trip, and I'm praying I can get them under some control before I leave. I wasn't aware before this reblog … Continue reading *Press It* Presents for Your Loved Ones with Chronic Migraine — The Migraine Chronicles
I have an unhealthy tendency to discount my own pain. I've had migraines for most of my life, but I still have trouble feeling I deserve to take care of myself during them. I still feel guilty anytime I don't just "power through" the pain, and I still feel guilty calling myself a spoonie when I … Continue reading So that’s how much pain I’ve apparently been in…
I may or may not have fibromyalgia. Or maybe I should say that I have fibromyalgia if I accept the diagnosis? That will maybe make more sense - well, maybe make some sense - after I explain, hopefully? Honestly, if it ends up making sense to you, readers, please let me know. I'm still confused! … Continue reading Trust and Mental Health Treatment (Part 2): Dropping the F(ibro) Bomb
I have ADHD, PTSD, and anxiety. I also have chronic migraines, IBS, food allergies, and I've been getting poked and prodded more than normal recently because my physical symptoms may or may not have changed in a way that warrants an additional diagnosis (we shall see). Thinking too hard about myself as a "spoonie" - … Continue reading Rejecting My Diagnoses: Am I Really a Spoonie?