I’m a butyoudontlooksick.com “regular.” By that I mean I read all the posts, follow on facebook and stay updated via Twitter. However, I have never commented or responded to all the wonderful words or stories from the digital support group Christine has created. That is, until now. See,
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Sometimes I feel lost. Lost behind the world of the diagnosed.
There are no fundraisers for me. No walks, no T-shirts, bracelets or ribbons. I am the lost within the lost. Aren't we all in some respect? Trapped by our bodies and lost to the world. A Spoonie KNOWS what it feels like to cry in that
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Back in June I received a facebook message that changed my life. My friend from high school, Jessica Glazer, sent me the following:
“I have an idea I want to talk to you about. I was thinking of having a party to raise money to contribute to your Lupus fundraising efforts. It could be a pla
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The adventures of a spoonie are always exciting, rarely uneventful and usually include some serious preparation and legwork prior to the adventure at hand. So naturally the
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I’ll admit it…..I almost backed out at the last minute. I had been planning on attending the LFA NC Lupus Summit for some time now and had visions in my head of overwhelming knowledge and epiphanies coming my way. I dreamed of finally being in a room filled with people who didn’t ask me ho
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It wasn’t long ago when I heard Rob Thomas’ song “Her Diamonds” for the first time. It was in the car after frantically changing the channel from a Disney star that shall not be named *coughmileycyruscough* much to the objection of my two Hannah Montana obsessed pre-teens in the back seat.
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It didn’t seem that long ago that I was right there in her Converses, thinking that life would surely end if “that guy” didn’t like me back, or if I didn’t make the cheerleading squad. It’s amazing that when you are a pre-teen, embarking on those formidable years that I found out later m
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Being a daughter of a Lupus patient is a unique way to grow up. I do not have the disease myself, but experienced many of its effects through my mother. She was diagnosed when I was a year old, and lived with Lupus until last June when she passed away. I was twenty-two years old when she died,
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I am unapologetically, standing proudly on my perfectly pedicured toes proclaiming that I am high maintenance. Where exactly is it written that just because I have Lupus, I have to accept the life of a bag lady? Over and over I hear the same thing from doctors, friends, strangers, facebook friends,
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I have an invisible illness. To look at me you would see a short, fat, middle-aged grandmother. Sometimes I walk with a cane, but most of the times I don’t need it. I have a handicapped parking tag hanging on the mirror of my car. I park in handicapped spots. However, I get nasty looks when I get
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