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Excessive Displays of Cuteness
3:21 PM
These are pictures of my amazing friend's 7 month old daughter, who I finally got to meet for the first time. She is beyond adorable and one of the most happy go lucky, laid back babies I have ever met. I need to get some good photos of her equally adorable, um I mean awesome (he protested the words cute, adorable, handsome, and cool before accepting awesome) older brother but for now I have a few pictures of the excessive displays of cuteness that are a blue eyed seven month old baby girl. She totally rocks the punk baby look, and digs skeletons and skulls. She is sugar and spice and already a fashion diva obsessed with shoes and style. I dare you not to smile!
In the garden of good and evil
11:48 AMI have about 70 pictures that turned out, which I will eventually post to my Flickr page, but for now I will put a few favorites in this entry. Pictures from my adventure in the garden of good and evil.
Banana Tree
Puff Flower
Cats Whiskers
Rose Garden
Full Circle
11:26 AM
A year ago I began to exhibit the first significant symptoms of the disorder that would radically change my life. By October 23 I was hospitalized for the first time. On December 12 I walked independently for the last time into George Washington University Medical Center in Washington D.C. for another 11 day hospital stay during which I continued to deteriorate and no diagnosis was made. January 6 I was flown home via arrangements made by my home health care nurse in Virginia for what was anticipated to be a 2-3 month recovery period. It was not until May that a doctor began to recognize the severity of all that had happened, and not until September that I received a working diagnosis of progressive spastic paraparesis and paralysis, which is further complicated by my dysautonomia. It has been a long 12 months, full of things I would have never imagined. This has been a detour that I never anticipated nor would have chosen, yet along the way I have encountered some of the most beautiful and amazing aspects of life that I would have missed otherwise.
So it is fitting that right now I am sitting at the airport, having paid the low fee of $8 for the privilege of accessing the internet, awaiting an evening flight back to Virginia. No, it is not to return to my life there as I had expected when I first ventured to Michigan back in January, but it is to visit the second family I have there and to bring some closure to an open ending. One year later, stronger and wiser and forever changed I am returning to the place where this all began and to the incredible people who supported me like a family. They saw me last when I was at my weakest, my sickest, my most fragile and so I am excited to show them that I have fought back against this monster and am strong again, I am redefining what it means to live with a chronic illness, and I am myself despite the setbacks and frustrations. I am reclaiming what this disease tried to take from me, and this time when I leave it will be on my terms and I will have said goodbye. I also plan on visiting again, as I truly found a second family there. But this trip is about some unfinished business I have - some living, some laughing, and some reclaiming of what is rightfully mine. It is about coming around full circle.
So it is fitting that right now I am sitting at the airport, having paid the low fee of $8 for the privilege of accessing the internet, awaiting an evening flight back to Virginia. No, it is not to return to my life there as I had expected when I first ventured to Michigan back in January, but it is to visit the second family I have there and to bring some closure to an open ending. One year later, stronger and wiser and forever changed I am returning to the place where this all began and to the incredible people who supported me like a family. They saw me last when I was at my weakest, my sickest, my most fragile and so I am excited to show them that I have fought back against this monster and am strong again, I am redefining what it means to live with a chronic illness, and I am myself despite the setbacks and frustrations. I am reclaiming what this disease tried to take from me, and this time when I leave it will be on my terms and I will have said goodbye. I also plan on visiting again, as I truly found a second family there. But this trip is about some unfinished business I have - some living, some laughing, and some reclaiming of what is rightfully mine. It is about coming around full circle.















