I feel better these days. I’ve done and am doing a lot of things for myself: I’ve moved to a position with less stress and fewer hours at work; I’m seeing a lot of doctors; I’m finally on the right meds after years of trial and error; and, I’m eating better. My good mental health … Continue reading
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Internalized Ableism, Week 1: I’m Too Young for a Mobility Device
Welcome to our first series of 2020: Internalized Ableism. In the upcoming weeks, a SpAN contributor will share about how ingesting ableist narratives has affected their life. So, a general content note about this series is that it includes themes of internalized and externalized ableism. For decades, I’ve managed some type of chronic pain. I … Continue reading
Spoon Stealers, Week 5: Going for a Walk
Editor’s note: Please welcome writer-blogger Kyla Richter to our SpAN team . Today is ver debut post with us! Once upon a time in an era when I had no pain, one of my self-care techniques was to go for a walk. I would grab some music and head for the woods to settle my mind … Continue reading
Super Spoonie Mom!
Super Spoonie Mom. Yeah, that’s me. I have chronic pain and a fatigue that has never gone away. I’m also the mother of a two-year-old who, I swear, is nuclear powered. Most kids, when they have run around for three hours, crash and sleep. NOT THIS CHILD. Nope. She keeps going. If I could only … Continue reading
The Story Carved into my Flesh
I forget sometimes, you see. My memory isn’t what it used to be. I forget names and places. There are chunks of my young adulthood from which I retain only the sketchiest of memories. So, I guess it makes sense that I forget this, too. It’s been 18 years since my cancer diagnosis, when they … Continue reading
Writing with a Chronic Illness
Originally posted on caitgordon.com on Sep 29, 2016 If you follow me on social media, you’ll see me use hashtag #spoonie, #spoonielife, and #fibromyalgia quite a bit. I do it to educate non-disabled peeps and to connect with my fellow spoonies. I never do it to draw attention to myself or to invite anyone to feel sorry … Continue reading