I’m starting to realize that De Morbo Sacro has become the diaristic cousin of my savings account at BMO. Whereas I pay four dollars a month to keep the latter open simply because I’ve had it since I was five and can’t bear to close it, I doggedly continue updating the former because it’s a … Continue reading On Banking and Blogging
Tag: anxiety
A Hairy Situation, Untangled
I have another sewing post in the works and will probably publish it by the end of the week. First, though, I’ll break the promise I made to myself to take an indefinite pause from imposing mobility updates on my readership. This one is ripe for the sharing, and I'd be doing us all a … Continue reading A Hairy Situation, Untangled
Three Years and a Month
I'm pretty awful at remembering important dates. My go-to excuse of a memory turned to the state of a rusted-out sieve thanks to brain surgery, brain injuries, ongoing seizures, and the cognitive side effects of the drug regime that keeps me somewhat functional, if a scatterbrain, is a convenient one to pull out of my … Continue reading Three Years and a Month
Four Small Wheels, Two Small-ish Motors, One Major Headache
I keep apologizing for the fact that this blog, the one I pretend is about sewing and epilepsy, has been so heavy on the accessibility/mobility/weather rants as of late. I also keep promising that I'll cease and desist with said rants. Well, I'll stop doing both those things (the apologizing and the promising) and accept … Continue reading Four Small Wheels, Two Small-ish Motors, One Major Headache
Spreading Awareness versus Causing Harm
What follows is another interlude that has nothing to do with sewing, nor does it touch much on epilepsy. Bear with me if you feel equipped to read about issues pertaining to eating disorders and are game for a meandering reflection with no satisfying conclusion; stop reading if any part of you hesitates or if … Continue reading Spreading Awareness versus Causing Harm
A Short and Somewhat Unsatisfying Semi-Finale
I'm composing this while perched atop my power wheelchair in my favourite corner of my local branch of the public library. This would be entirely unremarkable were it not for the fact this is only the second day in over two weeks that writing here has been an option. First it was the snow, then … Continue reading A Short and Somewhat Unsatisfying Semi-Finale
Act Two, Part One
The intermission is over. My blogging streak is officially over, too, and I don't feel a smidge bad about it. The show is lasting longer than anticipated, and I couldn't maintain a once-a-day pace forever. In Act Two of this saga, I'll lower my self-expectations, just as I had to lower my expectations of the … Continue reading Act Two, Part One
An Interlude
First, some clarification for my own sense of pride: although I haven't posted in a few days, I've decided that the weekend doesn't count for the purposes of my blogging streak. In other words, the streak lives on. (Yes, I've been brainwashed by that language-learning app. At least writing is marginally more productive than drilling … Continue reading An Interlude
Snow Diaries, Day Five: A Twist, and Not the Good Kind
Just when I thought I was running out of ways to phrase similar versions of the same thing—“lots of snow, little mobility, eternal frustration”—the universe cursed me with actual developments to report. Developments I wish hadn't transpired, but at least it's fresh content (can I call this a silver lining?). This entry will nonetheless be … Continue reading Snow Diaries, Day Five: A Twist, and Not the Good Kind
Snow Diaries: Day Four (Parole?)
At approximately 9:00 PM last evening, I swapped my slippers for an actual pair of shoes for the first time in days, put on my winter coat, and went outside for a blast of fresh air. I of course had an ulterior motive: to check the sidewalk situation. Nothing had changed on that front, so … Continue reading Snow Diaries: Day Four (Parole?)
De Morbo Sacro: Life and/with Epilepsy 