chronic illness · chronic pain · Endometriosis · Invisible Illness

Living in fear…of the pain.

When you are dealing with chronic illness it is extremely difficult to know how one will be feeling.  It is no longer a day to day struggle but horrifically an hour to hour battle.  An endeavor that will dictate your every move.  Every choice, every plan, every day.  It truly does not matter if it… Continue reading Living in fear…of the pain.

abnormal moles · anxiety · chronic illness · melanoma · moles · remove moles · skin moles

Life of a Mole Woman

I am a woman who has had what I call “beauty spots” all over my body for as long as I can remember.  My sister once counted just the moles on my face, neck & arms.  She tired herself out at seventy-eight.  Being a child of the 80’s we would often sunbath with no sun… Continue reading Life of a Mole Woman

chronic illness · chronic pain · Invisible Illness · lupus

The night I was supposed to die.

Twenty years ago my parents were given the news no parent ever wants to hear, “Your daughter may not live through the night”.    It was Wednesday February 19, 1997.  I was on my twelfth night stay at Western Medical Center and I had been in the Critical Care Unit (CCU) since Sunday.  I was… Continue reading The night I was supposed to die.

chronic illness · chronic pain · healing energy · lupus

The power of healing, positive energy …better known as Prayer.

No matter what religion you follow, something they all have in common is the importance of prayer.  I truly believe in the power of HEALING energy.  I am kind of a living proof of it.  At this time 20 years ago I was very, very ill.  I had been in the hospital for ten days… Continue reading The power of healing, positive energy …better known as Prayer.

chronic illness · chronic pain · lupus

The day I would begin a fight for my life.

Twenty years ago today, at the age of 19, I was taken into the E.R. by my Mom & little sister Alejandra. I remember waking up in the middle of the night and it felt like someone was sitting on my chest.  It hurt to breath and I had a horrible cough.  A month before… Continue reading The day I would begin a fight for my life.