Why not me?

Some people appear baffled when I say that I am lucky. They expect me to bemoan my health challenges with "Why me?" I have never seen myself as a victim, even as a young girl with severe ulcerative colitis, and then an ostomy, I thought "Why not me?"

This attitude persisted into adulthood when I was diagnosed with Multiple Sclerosis and then Primary Sclerosing Cholangitis. 

Now, in my 50's, living a vibrant life, I have decided to share my stories and just completed my memoir. Will I get published? I'm not sure, but "Why not me?"

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Joy Is Easily Transmissible Too

I haven’t felt like writing lately. Anxiety about Omicron left me feeling raw: exposed and jumpy. Recently, when some of our family came...

On the Rocks

I have always been fond of Frosty the Snowman, “the jolly, happy soul.” Yesterday, I plunked into an ice bath and channeled that innate...

Express Yourself

A friend of mine recently had her tattoo modified to reflect her time in the Bahamas. I just bought some conch Christmas tree ornaments...

Boater’s Knots

Bad hair day, great boat day! At the end of an epic day at sea, my hair had a story to tell. My fingers jammed as I tried to weave them...

No Parka Required

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Me, Michael, Madonna and an MRI

In the past, laying perfectly still was the hard part of an MRI, not suppressing a smile. I have learned to play mind games to endure...

"Mother Nature’s Masterpiece"

To me, orchids are sculptural, like art. One of my favourite flowers, I’ve often felt guilty about discarding them after their flowers...

The Chopping Block

I’m back at it. After taking the summer off, the dining room table has become my office again - I’ve missed my padded chair and pecking...

Shades of Blue

My fishy friends mesmerized me this morning; I needed that. I have had the blues for the past couple of days. My MS has necessitated a...

Pink Popsicles

Lately, I have been thinking about that little four-letter word; HOPE. Over the years, my various health challenges have had me on...

I'm your Super Fan

During COVID, my son and I have watched a lot of the reality show, Survivor. I hadn’t seen it since season one (over 20 years ago), but...

This forecast has been brought to you by…

I see the “Bay Creek Weather Station” sign every time I take our dog for a walk and it makes me smile. It reminds me that I no longer...

Perspective in Paradise

I landed in paradise a week ago. I love palm trees, the ocean, sunshine, hibiscus and bougainvillea and now they are part of my daily...

Crabtivating?

My mother-in-law recently sent me and my husband a photo of a crab crawling on her back deck. Within 60 seconds this unsuspecting...

Meditation to the Maxx

For me, summer means swimming. July and August are the only months that I start my day with the fish in the lake. I love envisioning them...

Ably Minded

Recently I learned that people with ostomies are eligible for a break on their taxes. Yipee, I thought and emailed my accountant. Free...

Coffee Mates

It’s Sunday, but I have no one to bring a coffee. For the first time in 16 months, my husband wasn’t beside me when I woke up. The...

Dickey Days Ahead

I don’t do well living out of a suitcase. I have moments when I become exasperated when I can’t find what I’m looking for in the jumble...

Hit Me With Your Best Shot

I’m not scared of needles, but I was nervous about getting my COVID vaccine. The kindly man who administered my shot warned me “this may...

BOXED UP

We’re moving. My insides match the jumbled state of our house. People keep asking me if I’m excited about moving to the Bahamas. I am,...

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