“Well, that was a lil foray into No Fun Land,” I told Ming. He’d been worried my old stomach ulcer was cancer. He heard this lecture, maybe a CEU for his nursing license, about ulcers–it freaked him out for my well-being. Poor sweetheart. I comforted him with multiple facts: My iron level is great, so… Read More »
I used to hate my tummy, back when I thought being fat was bad. I believed I had a responsibility to try to thin myself, and I carried a ton of shame. Now that I know weight doesn’t determine health, and health doesn’t determine value, I love my tummy. What a good tummy I have! … Read More »
Please have faith I’ll get to my point, as I tell you this tale. I’m angry the medical system is fucked, and it’s both general and personal. last year almost dying When I was in the hospital, I had four roommates–two in ICU, two in regular. 1. angry confrontative lady who freaked out a lot… Read More »