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Life as an Ex-Pat
I live in a country that’s not mine. A country where they speak a language within the language that I had to learn in order to live and work here. Sometimes, if I am lucky, I can understand the local dialect. But only when I relax my mind and lean into the way they shape… Continue reading
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Riding the Tides
Three days after I started taking prednisolone (30mg), I got sick. Really sick. A nasty cold that completely took away my taste and smell. No fever, no chills. Just coughing, phlegm, and a nose that filled the thickest tissue with one blow. After two weeks on prednisolone, I was talked into getting four vaccines, all… Continue reading
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Leaning into Self-Tolerance
Every year, around November/December, I pick a word for the upcoming year. Something actionable, something to focus on for the year. Something that will guide me in my actions. I learned this tradition from a dear friend of mine, one of those friends that gets you just the way you are. No explaining needed. For… Continue reading
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Finding My Own Way to a Correct Diagnosis
Like most, my autoimmune journey started with a misdiagnosis. Though it begged me to advocate for myself, this was a skill that I simply did not possess and one that would take me years to hone. I accepted the original diagnosis in 2011 of active Rheumatoid Arthritis (RA) with secondary Sjögren’s Syndrome and overlapping psoriatic… Continue reading
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A Blog About Being a Menopausal, Ex-Pat with Autoimmune Disease
I put off starting this blog for a long time. The idea first came to me over a year ago. Since then, it has taken many different forms inside my head: A blog about menopause. A blog about being an ex-pat. A blog about having an autoimmune disease. I had tons of ideas and would… Continue reading
All Flared Up 