Category CRPS

What We’ve Gained, What Good It’s Done

Yesterday marked one year since I hurt my other ankle—the simple sprain which became CRPS, which led to an unfinished school year, which prompted a career move for the sake of a shorter commute. (The list could be longer and reminds me of children’s books that repeat and build…) Bed-bound since last Friday with the […]

When Your Social Life Is Made Up of Doctors’ Appointments

Last week a co-worker asked if I could stay after school for a meeting. I apologized and awkwardly explained that I really can’t, on any day, because of how many doctors’ appointments I have each week. “You don’t really have that many appointments, do you?” “No, really, I do.” Since March 21st of last year, […]

On Crying In Front of Doctors

Since March of last year, I have been seen by ten doctors: two physical therapists, two orthopedists, two neurologists, a rheumatologist, two general practitioners,  and two chiropractors. I’ve cried in front of four them. I’ve cried because of negative test results and marked improvement, purple hands and burning feet. But this week I sat across […]

Where I’ve Been and What’s Happened

So I hurt my other foot. Wait. Let me start again. Last I wrote, I was headed north in search of the best, budget-friendly yoga classes in three states. From Frederick to Philly, Brooklyn to Queens, my best friend and I drove, driven by the challenge to take eight classes in five days. That trip […]