A beautiful Sunday afternoon swimming in a backyard pool with my boyfriend and a couple of friends, quickly turned into the most terrifying day of my life. An innocent dive, changed everything for me, and the lives of my loved ones, forever...
I have decided to go through a 27 day cycle of radiation. I'm going to pass on the chemotherapy. I have an 11 year old daughter and we want to spend our time experiencing life and participating in research about these brain tumours.
It’s hard. At times brutally hard. The resiliency required by the day-to-day life of a chronically injured/ill person is tremendous. I feel it all the time. That’s why I map out three months of treatments and appointments in advance.
While most people with a physical disability can’t change their disability, public stigma around disabilities can change. It is awareness like the sickboy podcast who help brake down these barriers for people with any type of disability.
Finding out a ton of stuff about your own reproductive system at 17 was jarring. I kind of felt like all I really needed to know at that point was how to take a birth control pill and track my period. AKA how NOT to get pregnant, but because of a congenital abnormality in my uterus, I stumbled upon a lot more information that I ever expected, and learned a lot about my anatomy and how my systems work.
I wanted to talk about my experience with Schizophrenia because I stayed quiet throughout the important years fighting this disease alone, when I should have voiced it more when I was in the middle of it. What has happened to my mother is the biggest tragedy of both our lives, her struggle with this disease has been fiercely crippling and I will love and miss her to no end.