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It was a good day despite thunderstorms

There was lightening and thunder. The cat hid under the bed just as the lights went out. There was nothing more my nurse’s aide and I could do except sip apple Martinis by candle light. It’s stormed all day long but once the lights came back on I had pork chops, baked potato and green […]

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Life is like a box of The People Behind My Eyes

Gratitude: They Reached Out

I couldn’t sleep last night and was on my phone playing a game for the millionth time when I got a curious email. I investigated and was left with mounting questions. What is this? Who is this, and what does all this mean? I quickly used the email address to inquire. I mean to tell […]

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I'm only human Lupus The People Behind My Eyes

Shoes

I feel as if I’ve regained what was lost. I finally have shoes I can wear other than the Converse. I obsessed over this for two years until finally I got my wish. I say obsessed but it was begging in prayer that I please find a pair of shoes to wear with my skirts […]

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A box full of life

I know I’ll have to fight these people again but for now I’ve got a month’s worth of shots in my hands. What a relief! Five days waiting for these felt like forever. Thank you to everyone who called, text, emailed and left comments and likes of support. It’s much appreciated. ❤️ Faith

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I'm only human Life is like a box of The People Behind My Eyes

My Funeral: One Last Cup

How do you want your funeral? That’s the question we’ve been discussing. I swear I don’t have morbid friends or plans to exit, but we have talked about these things especially since we’ve lost good friends recently. I found the perfect urn for myself. Anyone who knows me knows this is in fact the urn […]

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It’s here and I love it

I couldn’t be happier. I love the table. I got it from Amazon.com. I can roll my wheelchair right up to it and roll around the art studio getting supplies and fresh water and wine. I painted for two hours which is about what I’ve been doing for a little bit. It feels great. Pretend […]

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Flexibility. Poor Attitudes. Blessings.

I’m not flexible. I try to be but I’m not. Change has never been something I could deal with well. My mind all but rejects the idea of change as if it were a disease. My mother used to tease me saying she was going to change the color of her hair. Oh the idea […]

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Chronic Pain Lupus PTSD The People Behind My Eyes

Expectations

It occurred to me the other day that I expected to be healthier than this and more functional. I don’t know why I expected it but I did. It never occurred to me, even while in the hospital under those circumstances, that I’d lay here like *this,* feeling like *this*. What on earth was I […]

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Chronic Pain Lupus PTSD The People Behind My Eyes

Foot Stuff. Good Stuff.

Three times last week I saw the doctor about my right foot because of the infection. She took a small biopsy to see exactly what type of infection is giving me the blues. I should know Wednesday when I return to her office. I’m still handling it ok emotionally, I think. I hate, hate, hate […]