His heart is weakened, he is waiting for a flight home, and I read his blog because I love his writing style. We will never meet, perhaps don’t even read each other’s blogs for too long, yet he had the power to make me change my ways.
Tag: <span>Rheumatoid arthritis</span>
It is true, I had a cooking blog. I love to cook and enjoyed writing about it. I shared some of my European recipes with my blogging friends. The blog was called “Bringing worlds together in my kitchen.”
Would you prefer to receive a unicycle, bicycle, tricycle or motorcycle?
I had to look up what a unicycle is, so that’s not it. I prefer a bicycle and love to go for a bike ride with the dog(s). I finally bought a leash extension that is attached to the frame of the bike, and it works like a charm. No more flying over the handle. Yeah Baby!
I wanted to write about this since a while, but I never really found the right words, so I kicked the can down the road. This week I heard the sad news about Glenn Frey’s death and that gave me the motivation I needed to write about it. I didn’t even know that Glenn, a founding member of the Eagles, was sick and tortured by the same evil disease.
The daily prompt is asking about my daily ritual, you mean there is something else, than reading blogs like it would be the Holy Grail? I have a ritual, a daily routine that I do, because it balances me. It helps me to be the person I want to be.
I am a terrible patient, know too much and know too little, question everything and question it again, when I am not satisfied with the answers I get. I am always looking for explanations, do my own research and don’t take “No” for an answer.
A month, not even a month. My next doctors appointment is on June 15th and I am anxious. I want to know, if I am on the right track. I feel that I am and hope the results then will back me up. See, my doctors don’t know that I took myself of the medications, I decided not to tell them. I won’t tell them right away either, when I will sit in their office in June. I want to see what they have to say first. I want to see the results of the tests and blood work first. I want to know, if I made progress or if things got worse. If they got worse, well. then I screwed up….big time. But I don’t think so.
…or should I say a world out of balance?
I am almost shocked, how can this not be known? Why haven’t I heard about it? Was I living under a rock for the last 20 years? Maybe I just didn’t want to hear any more bad news and didn’t pay attention? Yes, this must be it.
I know what you all are thinking “has she lost her mind?” And as much as I wish to, I can’t answer this question. Maybe I am more in a state of confusion, combined with an overload on information -a few things made my head spin and I am trying to find some answers. But let me go back and explain first, please!