I’m awake since I feel a bit sick right now. Nausea has become a fairly common occurrence during my days now, likely from all the salt tablets I’m ingesting…and all the food I’m not ingesting. I really don’t care, either.
So, it’s been a bit since I really updated at all because I’ve been reblogging my endometriosis-related posts this month to spread awareness. But what else have I been up to? Continue reading “Nocturnal Musings #19: The Things You Learn”
Indeed, I am currently radioactive. Here’s proof:
This would have been hilarious had I had my jury duty at the federal courthouse this January instead of last January. Really, officer, I can explain…
So the obvious question is, why am I radioactive? Well, as stated in the pictures above, I had medical testing done this morning to help tease out my dysautonomia diagnosis, and it involved radioactive stuff. Continue reading “Whoa, I’m…Radioactive”
As the year is (finally!) drawing to a close, I decided to go back and look at some of my old posts to see how life has changed in the past six months since I started this blog. My goal was, and still is, to raise awareness about certain chronic health issues that affect me, including endometriosis, adenomyosis, infertility, depression, self harm, social anxiety, celiac disease, pituitary tumor, and I guess that pesky little aneurysm.
Here are my top ten posts from 2016, starting with the most hits and working downward. Feel free to re-visit them if you’ve read them before or check them out if you’re new to 💛ribbonrx! Continue reading “Top Posts of 2016: Endo and Tumors and Aneurysms, oh my!”
If that picture doesn’t sum up how today has gone for me, then nothing will.
But first we need to back track to yesterday. Continue reading “Ho-Ho-Holter Monitor!”
Note: This post spans a period of two days, covering my entire hospital stay.
Ouchie McOucherson. That’s about how I feel right now. Because surgery hurts, no matter whether it’s “just” a laparoscopy or not! But luckily I have this -> to help me. Yay for Dilaudid PCAs! Continue reading “Always a Zebra…”
I sat on the toilet in our hotel room, slumped over with my chest on my thighs, desperately wishing it would end so I could get some sleep. Alas, no sleep would come until I was rendered unconscious in the OR by the mechanisms of modern medicine. Continue reading “The Gold Standard”
Where does anyone in the 21st century turn to for information? The Internet, of course. Which takes us back to where we left off at the end of my last post. Hopeless, in more pain every day than anyone should have to endure, and looking for support from people who could relate to what I was going through. Continue reading “Know Your Enemy”