Sunrise while leaving Charles de Gaulle airport
-French exchange trip, 2011
May 30, 2012 | 09:51 PM |
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May 30, 2012 | 09:48 PM |
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Falling asleep in class and in the nurse’s office is becoming a norm.
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Sorry about that! I fell asleep on the keyboard.
Haha. I make myself laugh. Aren’t I funny?
May 30, 2012 | 05:14 PM |
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May 30, 2012 | 03:41 PM |
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Awkward stares
That awkward moment when you take your medication in public and people look at you like you’re taking illegal drugs
(via thrive-notsurvive)
May 30, 2012 | 02:55 PM |
Abuela comes tomorrow
May 30, 2012 | 02:45 PM |
Best friends.
May 28, 2012 | 11:24 PM |
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Brooke’s bat mitzvah is coming up. Less than 2 weeks now.
She seems a little nervous, which is perfectly understandable considering I cried the night before mine.
I find religion fascinating. Especially Judaism. Not that I am saying that I agree with all the ideas and stories, but I think it is the coolest thing that I could go into any synagogue in the world and they would be saying, chanting, and reading (for the most part) the same things that I do here.
It boggles my mind how on the Saturday of my sister’s big day (or any service really) so many people are going to be reading exactly what I am reading. And the coolest part is that it has been done for thousands of years. Thousands. And with each Passover, Shabbat service, or a bat mitzvah, that trend is continuing and the links are continuing to forge.
You don’t have to be religious to see the strength Judaism, or any number of religions, has had throughout history. It’s pretty amazing.
May 28, 2012 | 11:19 PM |
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My chronic illness Bill of Rights
my chronic illness bill of rights
I HAVE THE RIGHT…
- to the full range of emotional responses to my experiences—from self-pity to gratitude and everything in between.
- to seek out information and advice from any source I can find.
- to follow or disregard any advice or recommendations I receive from strangers, friends and family, fellow sickos, books, or health practitioners.
- to seek relief or a cure, or not, as I see fit.
- to healthcare, including face-to-face visits with allopathic and alternative practitioners, prescriptions and supplements, assistive devices, fitness classes, and access to the information I need to make informed decisions about the potential risks and benefits of whatever I pursue.
- to any accommodations I need in order to have the option of participation in the public life of my community and the larger society.
- to define my level of availability to others based on how I feel and my assessment of my needs.
- to make plans and commitments with the understanding that I may be too sick to follow through on them.
- to address conflicts and disagreements in ways that honor the delicate relationship between stress and my well-being.
- to not be compared, favorably or unfavorably, with others who share any or all of my diagnoses.
- not to have to answer the question, “how are you?”
- to be valued for who i am, not what i do.
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May 27, 2012 | 03:18 PM |
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Y a des gens qui savent exprimer
La grandeur de leurs sentiments
Moi je n’ai aucune facilité
C’est une question de tempérament
-L’effect que tu me fais, Edith Piaf
May 26, 2012 | 09:42 AM |
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My night stand for the past 3 days.
I read on some article on the Internet that ginger helps with nausea. So, bam. Ginger snaps. And let me say, they seem to really help.
So all you nauseous POTSies out there, consume ginger. Even if it is in the form of a cookie.
