Sometimes Taking a Bath is an Achievement
Sometimes simply taking a bath is a major achievement. Not quite sure when I last bathed or showered - Friday, perhaps? I really can't recall. Yesterday I actually exercised. Yes, that's right, I [...]
Sometimes simply taking a bath is a major achievement. Not quite sure when I last bathed or showered - Friday, perhaps? I really can't recall. Yesterday I actually exercised. Yes, that's right, I [...]
Chronic illness is chronic illness is chronic illness. I so wish that I had a magic wand that could make my son better, that would stop his migraines, asthma, eczema, allergies, depression, anxiety, [...]
My son has been sick WAY TOO MUCH this year. He is sick again, this time only with a cold virus, but resulting in another school absence. This year seems to be a [...]
Time for a change. When I last saw my psychologist, she equated allowing my son to play video games to allowing him to smoke marijuana. She said that the two did the same neurological [...]
To have Laura A. Lord, a bona fide, gifted, published poet, someone formally educated in writing, feature me on her site as a "poet"... well, I'm flattered to say the least. Check out [...]
Today I took a step forward. I went to my psychiatrist. He adjusted my medications, putting me back on a low dose of escitalopram. Monday, we see a psychologist with our son to get some coaching on negotiating our [...]
Eighteen years ago today, my husband and I married. That's beautiful Lake Tahoe behind us. Still in love after all these years. I love my husband most of all for being a loving father [...]
My Son & Husband atop Mammoth Mountain So, it is May - Mental Health Awareness Month, and I'm not motivated to write about mental health. Not mine, at least. Instead, I find [...]
Thursday night I saw my psychologist over the disaster that was Tuesday. First I had her listen to the distraught voice recording I made that night. I told her about my son's recurring gastroenteritis. [...]
NAMI Orange County volunteer Melissa Nemeth passed on as did my brother-in-law Don. Grief that I denied myself now hits me. Now I realize how much compassion I withheld from my husband as I [...]