ever seeking a right-fit life
Yesterday, I received a call just moments before 5pm. An infectious disease doctor at a local hospital wanted to see to me. The medical assistant asked, "Can you come in tomorrow at 8am?" I did not hesitate for a moment in my response. I arrived and the doctor asked me to go over the entire... Continue Reading →
I spent thirty minutes talking with my infectious disease doctor and nurse practitioner this morning. How am I progressing (or not)? What are my prospects? How does my recovery compare to similar cases? Would a different diet, more sleep, or alternative medicine help? "I don't expect you to get worse," she offered. "Gradually, over the... Continue Reading →
Two years ago, my parents gave my a copy of Ryan Holiday's The Daily Stoic for the holidays. During 2017, I read the 365 daily musings religiously, and lately I've been picking the book up again. The stoic philosophies of Seneca, Marcus Aurelius, and Epictetus have been hitting home especially hard this year, as everything I thought... Continue Reading →
After completing my sixteen-week trial run on a high-dose anti-fungal medication with no improvement, I asked my infectious disease doctor what our treatment plan would be moving forward. I could hear a small sigh over the phone before she replied, "For every 100 people I diagnosis with valley fever, I encounter 100 different diseases. The... Continue Reading →
My anti-fungal medication has been rough. Basically, my entire body has withered up like a raisin, my liver is confused as hell, and I look like death. My boyfriend recently made a joke about the movie Alien, I think proposing a Halloween costume he saw online that involved a pregnancy belly, doll parts, and red paint. My... Continue Reading →
Some days, it feels as if nothing is going right. Today has been one of those days. I was supposed to move back into my home over the weekend. The walk-through was a disaster--the contractors reinstalled the water-damaged wood, spot-painted the walls with mismatched colors, damaged several piece of furniture, and were generally careless with... Continue Reading →
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