Chronic Illness Flares
Where to begin. The trip to Madrid, the conference, the aftermath? It has been an insane several days and most not fun. But today is about sharing the stupid world of life with chronic illness, and how it can disrupt your life. Friday, I flew to Madrid, via Munich. On the flight from Munich, I know something was wrong in my body. I consider myself very in-tune with my innards. Not in-tune enough to know how to fix it, but in-tune enough to know when shit gonna go down. I could feel inflammation happening, and something chronic illness-y churning away. But as I was powerless to stop it, I soldiered on. I hadn’t eaten in way too long, so had a splitting headache. A cappuccino and cake later though took care of the headache. Friday afternoon I rested in my AirBNB and also at my kind hosts’ home as well. It was a calm evening with nothing out of the ordinary strenuous, though I was extra exhausted. That night, the full brunt of whatever it was hit in all its fury, with chills and hot fla...