I had my appointment! I had an infusion! (update on the infusion adventure)
“Ich hân mîn lêhen, al die werlt, ich hân mîn lêhen!” jubilated German Poet Walther von der Vogelweide (1170ish- 1230ish)
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“Ich hân mîn lêhen, al die werlt, ich hân mîn lêhen!” jubilated German Poet Walther von der Vogelweide (1170ish- 1230ish)
The new infusion drama is a lot like the old infusion drama: unnecessary, full of bureaucracy, and of course, it’s
It was November 14, and I spoke to my cousin on the phone. She asked me if I had had
I recently traveled through Scotland with my husband and parents. It was a lovely trip, we saw a lot, and
About three months ago, I received a letter from my insurance, saying they wouldn’t cover my Remicade (infliximab) infusion any
Tell us a bit about yourself: When and how were you diagnosed? In October 1977 I was at college and
COVID-19 is on everyone’s mind. My family in Germany is safe, but there are areas that have seen big outbreaks.
Throughout the years, I have lived in several places that were prone to natural disasters. New Zealand is earthquake territory, so was California (even though to a lesser extent), and Indiana has tornadoes (thank god, I never had to experience one). The earthquakes I did experience were really small, a little rumble. Now however, I live in the Pacific Northwest, where within the next 50 years, a major quake (around 9 on the scale) is about to hit, another great Cascadia Earthquake.
This one is for the bathroom police, that is, those who feel compelled to tell others that they can’t
I hate going to the dentist. Not because of the pain (not a fan of it, but it’s not awful),