This week marks the 5th anniversary of my autoimmune diagnosis.
That fateful day that ended with me in a hospital bed, hooked up to various machines, awaiting the answers as to why I had been feeling so ill and so sad, so weak and so stressed for so many months. My diagnosis was Graves Disease, or autoimmune hyperthyroid; the same condition my Mom developed at the same age, and her grandmother developed also. Finally, I had some answers.
Or did I? Read more
The autoimmune community has recently lost a very dear friend and leader. Today, with very heavy hearts, the AIP blogging community is coming together to share the painful loss of one of our own, Martine Partridge of Eat Heal Thrive, and to celebrate the enormous impact of her life on each of us. Martine shared wonderfully witty posts and delicious recipes, all focused on health, happiness, and healing from a very real-life viewpoint. Her obituary can be found here. Read more
Another Monday, another dandelion root (+ a little real coffee) latte with coconut and homemade hemp milk, gelatin and vanilla. Read more
I don’t know about you, but I’m all up in this beet! Happy Monday. Read more
I am coming up on the three year anniversary of my Graves’ diagnosis. The date that my life changed forever.
My body was screaming at me, trying to tell me that something was seriously wrong, but it took me almost two months of coming home from work with my ankles looking like this (as well as a myriad of other symptoms) before I finally sought out some professional help. Read more
I have been struggling with an eczema flare these last two weeks. This time, it’s on my face and armpits, I am not sleeping well, my stress levels are going up, and my despair is increasing because I don’t know how to “fix it”.
Starting school has been wonderful, but apparently it is kicking my butt. Perhaps I hadn’t recovered from our cross-country move. Perhaps it’s all money-related. Perhaps I ate too much of something. Perhaps, perhaps… Read more
Today, lying in bed with a sore throat and a sinus cold, catching up on blogs and articles about autoimmunity, I read a post by Sarah Wilson of “I Quit Sugar” fame. This led me to Meghan O’Rourke’s essay “What Is Wrong With Me?”, which hit a very strong chord.
After struggling for years with undiagnosed autoimmune Hashimoto’s, and then continued struggles with it’s symptoms (and the symptoms of who knows what else), O’Rourke describes the inexplicable sensations of autoimmune disease. She manages to put into words the shear helplessness one feels, the “all in your head” looks in other people’s eyes, and the so bizarre and disconcerting feeling of being an imposter in one’s own body. Read more