Tag Archives: Fatigue

23 Ways to Imagine What It’s Like to Have Lyme Disease

This article was featured on The Mighty.

Dealing with Lyme Disease can be challenging enough based on the complex symptoms alone.

What makes it ten times more challenging, though, is the fact that (for most with Lyme Disease) our symptoms are invisible. Continue reading

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You Know You Have Fatigue When…

In high school French, I remember learning a lot of funny sounding words. My friend Rachel (Sylvie) and I created a list of favorite French words. At the top of my list was “raplapla,” an onomatopoeia meaning “worn out; tired; exhausted; fatigued.”

Over a decade later, I find it interesting that one of my favorite sounding French words has become the soundtrack of my life.  Continue reading

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Why I don’t easily Trust Doctors

A little story. Or intelligent rant, as my husband puts it.

I had my blood drawn the other day. (Lucky me.) Upon exiting, I was given the choice of using tape versus a bandage to cover the blood. Ironically, I wasn’t given the choice of needle used for the procedure.  Continue reading

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Illusions

Apparently, I don’t have enough challenges in my life. For some crazy reason, I decided I needed to do a book study [insert surprise emoji here]. The other night, I struggled to read through a sixteen-page chapter. I lost track of how many times I had to re-start. The black words appeared gray to me, Continue reading

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I am a dishwasher

Growing up, my siblings and I used to complain a lot about washing the dishes. It seemed like all of our friends and all of our cousins had electronic dishwashers installed in their kitchens. We were probably the only house in the entire city that didn’t make the switch. Woe was us. Continue reading

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Forgotten Realities

This morning, I had the great privilege of partaking in one of my favorite things on earth. A little luxury, a little therapy time. I showered.

*gasp*

Any mom reading this knows what I’m talking about. Showering with little ones takes clever strategy. Continue reading

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What My Baby Knows

I think my baby is super smart. (All babies are, really.) He knows when he needs something and he knows what he needs. I don’t always understand what he tries to communicate to me, but boy, have we come a long way.  Continue reading

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One holiday to the next

* Please note, today is Labor Day, not Independence Day. This is a belated post from an old journal entry I found on my phone.

The Fourth of July:  A happy, celebratory day. A day of enjoying food with friends and loved ones, in thanksgiving of our nation’s freedom. Towns and cities send fireworks high into the sky. Families and friends light off small (possibly illegal) firecrackers, while children giddily run with s’mores and sparklers.  Continue reading

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Arduous Fatigue

In the Harry Potter series, J.K. Rowling creatively gives the famous wizard a very unique address:

Mr. H. Potter
The Cupboard under the Stairs
4, Privet Drive,
Little Whinging, Surrey

For those who aren’t familiar with the series, Harry (an orphan) lives with his cruel aunt and uncle who think he deserves nothing better than a small storage closet for living space. Though I surely don’t live with such a spiteful family, I do feel as though I can relate to Harry in regards to his address. To explain, this is what my current address would be:  Continue reading

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