When I turned thirty-years-old in February, I didn’t think I would be moving back home with my parents and youngest sister. I didn’t think I was going to lose my boyfriend, dog, home, job, and my ability to drive… all in one year that hasn’t even ended yet. Keep reading, I promise, it does get better.
On the first day of Christmas my true love sent to me a partly malfunctioning body..
I am opening my doors to some amazing warriors and sharing my little space on the internet with some incredible people dealing with chronic pain and chronic illness.
It's the side effects of this medication that are helping me!
I could party all weekend and think nothing of it. I could live on a couple of hours sleep a night. My only concerns were drinking a little too much and making myself a little bit sick! Now I'm faced with a long list of hazards that I'd never needed to consider before..
I don't see how this is a fun game.
I would have been happy to lie in bed forever.