2 Years On
Two years ago today I woke up in a hospital room after the first of what would be two major surgeries, nine weeks apart. At this time two years ago, I was still waiting to hear what the results of the surgical pathology were, and in fact, what surgery had been done – had I…
No John 17 goodness
It’s almost the end of another Maundy Thursday. My social media is all over the place tonight. People touting the importance of Maundy Thursday – the washing of feet! the institution of the Eucharist! the institution of the priesthood! And then, then there is the report from Maryland this week. The kind of report that…
Wine Poured Out
Fifteen years ago today I stood in a field in Malta, balancing my weight precariously as it was freshly plowed and the turned up ground was soft and unstable beneath my feet. The field was surrounded by limestone walls. I was with two others, people I’d asked to witness and participate in that moment. Several…
Like Onions
Shrek: Ogres are like onions.Donkey: They stink?Shrek: Yes. No.Donkey: Oh, they make you cry.Shrek: No.Donkey: Oh, you leave em out in the sun, they get all brown, start sproutin’ little white hairs.Shrek: No. Layers. Onions have layers. Ogres have layers. Onions have layers. You get it? We both have layers.Donkey: Oh, you both have layers.…
Requiem for a Womb
you can listen to the audio of this post above. req·ui·em /ˈrekwēəm/noun (especially in the Roman Catholic Church) a Mass for the repose of the souls of the dead.an act or token of remembrance. “Bleed until your heart becomes a river of possibility and a reservoir of fierce grace.” Frieda Kahlo It’s a bloody thing,…
One Year
I remember what it felt like to be dropped off in the morning that day. My brother’s caring face. Drinking the pre-surgery protocol apple juice on the way to the hospital. I remember what it felt like to walk alone in the semi-darkness of pre-dawn light into the hospital. To be screened over and over…
What I’m reading: Non-fiction edition
I’m notorious for reading many books at once, little pieces here and there until they’re complete. I read pretty broadly, because my interests are broad. Right now, there are two themes to my interests in the non-fiction world. First, what it looks like to be at home in my body, and second, what it looks…
A Broken Body on Mother’s Day
I said in my last post that I’m working on learning to love my body. I find myself thinking a lot about that today. About what it looks like as a woman, as a catholic woman, to love my body now that I don’t have a reproductive system. Today is Mother’s Day in North America.…
Thoughts on weight at the doctor’s office…
I saw my doctor last week for an annual physical – never a fun appointment – but even less fun than usual right now. In the aftermath of last year’s health drama, I expressed some concerns to my primary care provider about the care I’d received from their practice. I’d done some digging and found…
Covid, leaving facebook and gratitude for vaccines
So this is it, after two plus years, it finally happened. I’ve got covid. I caught it from fully vaccinated people, who, last I heard, aren’t sure where they picked it up. I tested positive on Sunday, but I’ve been sick since early Saturday morning. I deactivated my facebook account a few weeks ago. It…
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