HemoWife - a Column by Alliah Czarielle

Many in my millennial generation dread adulting. The idea of surviving in the real world without the comfort of a family safety net is daunting. Young adults who are barely scraping by can feel alone and isolated. I was thrust into the world of adulting fairly early. In our mid-20s,…

I have never been one to subscribe to traditional gender stereotypes. Thankfully, we now live in a world that is more accepting of people who live differently than society’s outdated views of assigned gender. Still, some of these old stereotypes persist. I grew up with a…

My daughter, Cittie, is now 8 months old. She has obvious likes and dislikes and is starting to develop habits and character traits. I can sense that she’s about to become a full-fledged toddler. Cittie hasn’t learned to express herself verbally. My husband and I still rely on behavioral clues…

Last week, my husband had another random bleed in an extremely unfortunate location: his iliopsoas muscle group. It started as a lump on his hip, which he didn’t initially think much of because bruises with swelling are common among people with hemophilia. He didn’t realize it was another bleeding…

I lost some money today during an online transaction. It was 3,150 Philippine pesos (around $60). The amount was a client’s payment for a product she had bought from our online jewelry store. That store is our bread and butter. Currently, we are struggling due to the celestial prices…

The smell of rubber. The clanging of metal plates against one another. The sight of sweaty bodies heaving, struggling. Towels slung over shoulders. Muscles popping out of the chiseled physiques of a couple who walk through the place like a king and queen (fittingly, as they are its owners). Jared…

I am a work-from-home mom, which means that I have two full-time positions as a “mom” and a “worker.” I am also a full-time carer to my husband with hemophilia. Thankfully, that position affords me several “leave credits” as my husband is not always injured. (Hopefully, the investment we’ve made…

As I pen this column, my husband, Jared, and I are celebrating a full year of marriage. It’s been a blissful one, with so many milestones reached and memorable moments experienced. Our baby, Cittie, was born six months ago, and since then, life has been tremendously different — in an…

Now and then, my husband, Jared, loses consciousness and falls to the ground. To an unknowing onlooker, the sight is alarming. Some wonder if he has fainted. Others worry about his heart or think he may have had a stroke. As his wife of one year and partner for five,…

A few days ago, I gave my husband, Jared, a factor IX infusion for a back bleed. It wasn’t so bad that he couldn’t move around, but in his words, it felt “annoying.” He was already suspicious about it the night before, but he decided to wait it out,…