confessions from a woman with impaired vision, complex PTSD, and hope
On the first calm day I’ve had in weeks, I took some time this afternoon to wander the internet. I happened upon this beautiful story of a young man who left behind music, memories, love, and laughter for his family and friends when he passed away yesterday. Please take the time to watch his story…
Today has been a big day for me (no fooling!) The beautiful sun in the sky marked a happy change in my life toward a brighter future. I started the day with a piloxing class (combination of Pilates, dance, and kickboxing), which only a year ago I could not dream of doing. I made it…
It’s been nearly two years since I started this blog (and five years since my bout with Stevens-Johnson Syndrome). In the past two years, I’ve had a few more surgeries, happily changed rheumatologists, and finally graduated with my B.A. So now that I have a little bit of free time, I’ve decided to finally take…
I haven’t written in a while. At least, not for me or because of inspiration. A brief comment I made the other day to a friend kept repeating in my mind until I got this down today. The comment was, “Some people grow into you. Some people grow beside you. And some people grow away…
It dawned on me that I hadn’t had the opportunity to write in a while, and that when I do write on this blog, it tends to be during a time when I’m feeling down. So instead, I decided to take a few moments today to write when I’m feeling good about things. I had…
It’s been a month since my surgery, and the recovery has gone better than ever. I couldn’t be happier about my decision to seek out a new rheumatologist and about his assertion that I begin Remicade infusions. The transition over the past few months has been remarkable. How funny that pharmaceuticals were what tore my…
“No man is an Island, entire of itself; every man is a piece of the Continent, a part of the main; if a clod be washed away by the sea, Europe is the less, as well as if a promontory were, as well as if a manor of thy friends or of thine own were;…
I’ve never been one to watch many television shows, and I’ve especially been reluctant to watch anything remotely resembling a soap opera. Somehow, though, I found myself thoroughly caught up in the series finale of Desperate Housewives tonight. The final message was one I cannot help but agree with: Let go of the hate in your…
Last May, I had a surgery that was projected to give me back sight in my right eye, and I also started this blog. I chose the name “Sudden Sight” because overnight I could see better out of my eye, whereas losing sight in that eye has given me amazing insight in so many other…
I take my last finals for the semester in the morning. I’ve promised myself that I’m going to start writing a lot more over the break. I also had a friend tell me recently how much my posts have meant to her. All to more reason to keep on writing… The other night I watched…