Running Into Walls Hurts

Trying to figure out a way to word how these last few weeks has been seems almost impossible. It is difficult to try to pull together a medical team when you’re in the midst of a crisis. It’s one thing when a doctor shrugs at you. It’s another when they shrug at you and you’re...
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And Now I’m That Crazy Bitch

And….I feel like an asshole. And make no mistake, it’s not just a feeling. Do you remember the first time you showed up to a dinner party without bringing something–wine, a dish, flowers? And everyone else had brought some kind of hostess gift and you were like fuck am I some kind of neanderthal? Why...
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It’s Ugly and I Don’t Want to Talk About It

Wow. Hospital days, doctor appointments, extreme symptoms. I’d be surprised in myself for not blogging about it all sooner–except for the fact that I hardly want to mention the details to R.J–let alone the internet (and the–holla!–several hundred readers who visit my blog every day!) Yeah. Some girls have guts. But even though my disease...
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Now Casting: Cardiologists in Boca Raton

Now casting cardiologists in Boca Raton for science experiment. Requirements: Have time for a new patient Don’t be a complete fucking asshole Don’t have a complete fucking asshole as a secretary Speak to people like they’re human Don’t give up easily Take Cigna Sound like you? No? That’s probably because being a cardiologist in Boca...
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