The Tinks Turn 6
Yes, they do. Today, in fact. I don’t know how they went from this to who they are today, but I’m enhjoying every minute! We had a wonderful party for them a couple of weeks ago. Herewith a few pics for the day. I was in charge of distracting the wee monsters while everyone else…
Disabled? Disposable. Help Save the Hardship Fund
I had a plan for this week. I’ve had that plan for about a year. Because the International Day of People with Disabilities is on December 3 and for the last couple of years, that meant that I go to Variety Village to take part in the City’s celebration of this day. It’s a terrific…
The Knife’s Edge
Monday morning, I woke up with a pain in my right big toe. Well, not exactly in the toe itself, but just below the bottom joint. I wiggled it, inspected it closely and then went about my day. It continued to hurt, just at that spot below the bottom joint and it made me nervous….
A Complicated Santa
Yesterday, Santa came to town and you all know how I love the annual Santa Claus Parade. This year, though… There’s a rant coming and I’m not just trying to work one in every time I post, but… OK, let’s have some fun first. And a lot of it was as delightful as it’s ever…
A Question for the DIP Deniers
I’m not RA for a long time and I’ve now worked in a job that exposes me to a lot of news about RA for several years and yet, I still learn new things every day. For instance, the DIP debate. The DIP is short for the distal interphalangeal joint. Which is the joint on…
Social Autoimmune Caregiving Media
It’s hard to sum up these two very different posts I wrote for HealthCentral this week, hence the mangled title. One was about how the RA community connects using social media: “RA affects one percent of the population. Without actively searching, you’d be lucky to run into another person who lives with the same chronic…
99% Accessible
I’ve written before about how fascinated I am by the Occupy movements in general and Occupy Toronto in particular and I’m about to go on about it again. But this time, it’s about a particular aspect of Occupy Toronto. A few weeks ago, I was wandering around the park checking things out when I saw…
In Which I Re-Learn the Basics of Living with RA
In my latest MyRACentral post, I give the internet an opportunity to laugh at me: “I consider myself a fairly smart person. It’s not something we’re supposed to say, just as we are not supposed to remark on our own gorgeousness, but there it is. I’m certainly not in the same league of attractiveness as…
Figments of the Imagination
Jenni over at ChronicBabe had a plan for her month-long sabbatical: ask for guest posters. My contribution appears today and is cross-posted here. Thanks for including me, Jenni! “I’m so relieved I’m not crazy!” Someone I know has just – finally – received a diagnosis of rheumatoid arthritis. When she told me what happened in…
Inside the Miracle
Last weekend, a user on MyRACentral named Laurie posted about the change in her life brought about by Humira. Less than a year ago, two separate doctors told her that she’d never be strong enough to do the physical things she loved, would never kayak or hike again. So she sold her kayak and I…
If I Need Help, I’ll Ask for It: An Encounter with a Self-Obsessed Ableist
Updated September 27. 2020 I was on a small excursion, among other things returning books to the library and while I was there, I picked up another one. After getting checked out, I moved over about a meter and a bit to get out of the way so the person behind me could get to…
Thoughts on Cold and Stubbornness
It all started when The Boy said something last weekend that challenged me to not wear socks until November. Well, to be honest, I’m not quite sure what he said, but it’s possible it wasn’t a direct challenge. All right, so whatever he said triggered the challenge gland in my brain which then came up…