Being a mother with three chronic illnesses (type 1 diabetes, celiac disease, and fibromyalgia) feels “normal” to me the same way that being a college student with those chronic illnesses felt “normal”…it’s all I know. But that doesn’t mean I don’t notice the way these conditions seep into my daily life and most recently, the way they impact my role as
“If I ever question myself, I am reminded quickly of the gifts diabetes has given me. I see my healthy son, I feel his bear hug, or I hear his words of pride and praise when he tells someone new that his mom is a diabetic who takes good care of herself.” I knew something was wrong. It wasn’t that
The month has flown by — and with it, Autoimmune Awareness Month 2015 is coming to a close, as winter turns to spring. I love that March – the only month of the year that “comes in like a lion and goes out like a lamb” is the month for reflection and focus on autoimmune awareness. It’s a poignant parallel
“Sometimes I worry that my disease will taint their childhoods. Then I think of what my scleroderma can teach them.” Playing games on the floor, bicycle riding, swimming, boating, hiking, running, rock climbing, surfing, skiing, scuba diving, and horseback riding; all activities my kids have asked me to do with them. Oh, how I wish that I could do all
For a long time, I’ve been saying that my health and self-care are my top priorities. It slowly dawned on me, however, that my actions did not match my words. In contemplating the discrepancy, I listed the ways I was putting something else above myself. From that list, I came up with a few key ways to put yourself last.