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If you’re following along on social media, you probably saw I was HOSPITALIZED. *que dramatic music* I had been feeling a bit off a few days but didn’t think anything of my discomfort because I already have a diagnosed stomach disease. Little pains and discomforts aren’t alarming anymore. But on Saturday I woke up feeling like I couldn’t get comfortable. I wasn’t worried because, well, it wasn’t a sharp pain and as far as I’m concerned, I’m…

My first thought when my neruo-ophthalmologist told me I’d need a spinal tap was, “THEY’RE GUNNA TAP ME LIKE A MAPLE TREE!”  That’s literally what it looks like. When I walked into the room, I was full of Ativan, and had my phone and headphones in hand in case of panic. LOL. I was so nervous. SO nervous. Even having taken TWO Ativan tablets, I was not any less nervous. Like, last time I took…

If I don’t get out of bed and immediately do something productive, it takes the world to get me back on track. We had 3 days out of school this week, so I spent a lot of time on the couch. That’s normal for most, but if you deal with any sort of depression, it’s detrimental. 3 days – I didn’t go to work, I didn’t shower but once, I didn’t eat well, I didn’t…

 *Disclaimer: I have been given this product as part of a product review through the Chronic Illness Bloggers network. Although the product was a gift, all opinions in this review remain my own and I was in no way influenced by the company. Just a warning – this post is going to be written with zero filter on using this bidet, pooping, and other TMI-like topics surrounding what a bidet is used for: BUTT WASHING. LOL. I…

“Invisible Illnesses” are considered such due to the lack of outward “tells”. Those suffering from such illnesses aren’t typically in wheelchairs. We aren’t always considered disabled. We don’t look sick. So, our diseases are deemed “invisible”. But, to anyone dealing with an “invisible” illness, or to anyone involved in the life of someone dealing with an “invisible” illness, it’s really everything but invisible. As I write this, I’m well into my 12th hour on my couch for the day…