My mother’s feet scream with the agony
of her miserable condition,
underlying the disease that eats at her.
My feet, uncallused paddles,
slightly bent and fallen, 223 more words
Tags » Living With Chronic Illness
This week seems to’ve been a tough cookie. My mast cells are still having a field day, my butt is covered in itchy hives, I feel nauseous every second of every day, I’m not sleeping well and I’m having reactions to just about everything I put in my mouth. 540 more words
A friend of mine posted a link on my Facebook page to this blog post written by a Lyme disease sufferer. It’s called ‘How to deal with the fact that everyone else gets to have a life’ and outlines wonderfully the pain of living an ill and isolated life while healthy people just go about their business, leaving you behind. 915 more words