Every spring for the past many, my husband and I told ourselves that we were going to make better use of our patio, which is remarkably large for one belonging to a city apartment. In March, April, May, those shoulder months when the weather is periodically warm enough to allow you to imagine being outside … Continue reading The Patio
Tag: mental illness
Double Jabbed!
My husband and I both got our second Pfizer dose last Thursday. We’d been scheduled to receive it at the end of July, so it was really, really nice to be given the opportunity to change our appointment date by such a significant chunk of time. 💉💪🏻✔️ 🎉 It’s been interesting to observe that relief … Continue reading Double Jabbed!
Acquiring a New Phone, OCD Edition
Last week I finally, and, I'll add, rather triumphantly, replaced an iPhone that I'd tolerated for much longer than it'd made sense to. Before I proceed, I'll acknowledge that yes, I'm supremely aware that what I describe are problems that I'm extremely privileged to be in a position to whine about. With that out of … Continue reading Acquiring a New Phone, OCD Edition
A Blip Is (Just) a Blip
It's been a challenging few weeks. My dietitian and I have been experimenting with slowly ramping up the carbohydrates in my meal plan. It's all trial and error, really, this trying to find a balance between managing my seizures and working toward my weight-gain goals. The process is rewarding when I make tangible and relatively … Continue reading A Blip Is (Just) a Blip
This Christmas
As I write this, it's 7:00 a.m. on Christmas morning, and I've been awake for hours. The stockings are filled, there's fresh snow on the ground, and I've already had a few cups of coffee. I'm trying to be quiet, but not too quiet because I want my husband to get up. Did I mention … Continue reading This Christmas
Pretty Much the Best
It’s been just over a week since I came home, and I’m happy to report that I’m still here and that it’s still pretty much the best (and that I took down the stray Christmas decorations that my husband had left up since last year). Though I was feeling pretty darn good about leaving the … Continue reading Pretty Much the Best
And Now, Home(!)
Today something I’d started to think would never happen at long last did (happen, that is). Call it a September miracle, call it the cumulation of over nine months of intensive medical treatment, call it what you want. All that matters is that I’m home. Not that I was excited to leave or anything. I’ve … Continue reading And Now, Home(!)
Ninth Wedding Anniversary: A PDA (Sorry, Husband)
New visitors policies for this hospital system were recently announced. I was told yesterday that under the updated guidelines, my husband can now be classified as an "Essential Care Partner" and visit me twice a week for two hours at a go. My nurse was fantastic about getting the requisite paperwork filled out so that … Continue reading Ninth Wedding Anniversary: A PDA (Sorry, Husband)
Seizures, Supplements, and Sweatpants (Control!)
If you know me irl (internet slang!!!) or are a regular reader of this blog, you're probably aware that I'm someone who places great value on controlling every aspect of my life I possibly can. My ability to stick to rigid, self-imposed rules is, as I've learned, a power that I can use for good … Continue reading Seizures, Supplements, and Sweatpants (Control!)
Six Months, and All I Have to Show for Them Is Significant Progress and a Cheesy Paint by Numbers
While eating the second avocado of my breakfast this morning, I realized that today is the six-month mark of this hospitalization. Six months. That's ... a significant amount of time. Seriously. So much has changed outside these walls since I got here: seasons have passed, a pandemic has begun, major change is taking place in … Continue reading Six Months, and All I Have to Show for Them Is Significant Progress and a Cheesy Paint by Numbers
