Nine days. That doesn't seem like a very long time, just over a week. But nine days can feel like a month when each day you get out of bed only to wither away a bit more. I see a new gastroenterologist in nine days. Hopefully he will be able to provide some answers or… Continue reading Starving for Answers
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The Countdown Begins
It is now exactly a month until I will be going under the knife for the first time. Thirty days from now, on April 9th, I will be waking up with some new hardware in my body. I will have a titanium bar in my chest as a means of correcting my pectus excavatum, a… Continue reading The Countdown Begins
The Body of My Soul
TW: weight loss, body image talk Today I stepped on the scale and began to cry as I watched the numbers settle, barely reaching 100. I looked up into the mirror. Avoiding eye contact with my tear streaked face, I scanned every inch of freckled porcelain set against the coffee colored backdrop of the bathroom… Continue reading The Body of My Soul
The Chronic Typist 