The predator usually kills with no warning. First, it seeks to find the weak or unprotected points of entry. Then it attacks. The victim is often dead before it comprehends what just happened. I watch a lot of National Geographic. …
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At 2:00 a.m., I wake in pain. Terror compresses my chest. The shadow of death feels near. Chronic illness does this. Something is wrong at the cellular level, and my subconscious knows this. Peering at my iPhone, I distract myself, …
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I wake at 3:15 a.m. and stare into the darkness for four hours. It’s one of those days. I haven’t yet written about my autoimmune disease in the new year, but it’s still with me. That’s the nature of chronic …
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This past year, I scraped the bottom of my physical illness. But then, by the grace of God and the boldness of my doctors, my body began to inch away from the black hole. My rheumatologists started me on a …
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This is what an autoimmune disease does. It wrecks our bodies and minds, crushing the jar of clay into fractured shards or pounding the wet clay into a shapeless lump. We are destroyed. This is the physical reality, the daily …
Continue Reading →I wish personal growth was easier, but it’s prolonged and painful. God pursues me, calling me into a more intimate relationship, but I keep assuming that means I must then do something. I am Martha. Self-help, self-reliance, and self-effort are so …
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Autoimmune disorders are strange, because every single case is unique. Why? Because each human being is unique. Whenever a human body attacks itself, it does so in a peculiar way. Because of this, there is no specific test that can …
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Bloggers typically create content ahead of time. I just wanted you to know this upfront, so you’re not overly concerned about me today. I wrote this three weeks ago. I don’t handle sickness well. I just confessed this to a …
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These are the secrets whispered in rheumatologists’ offices as we attempt to communicate our daily reality. Communication is one of the most important tools in medicine, and it goes both ways. I must find words my doctors understand. It’s surprising …
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