When my husband, Jared, was younger, he was “the sick child.” With severe hemophilia B and a seizure disorder, he stood out like a sore thumb — or a rare gem. In any case, he was distinct as the child who required special accommodations at school or who missed…
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I have to admit, I was captivated by Hemophilia News Today‘s Facebook page during the final days of December, eagerly following its countdown of the year’s top 10 most-read columns. It was an incredible honor to see that my columns secured eight of those 10 spots. Each one…
On Monday, my youngest son, Caeleb, will begin his second semester as a freshman at the University of New Mexico. Last night he asked me if I had a few minutes to talk. I might not be the sharpest tool in the shed, but when my 18-year-old asks outright for…
The start of a new year often brings a surge of enthusiasm, hope, and resolutions. We might set ambitious goals like, “This is the year I lose weight.” Or, “This is the year I go to the gym five days a week.” Or, “This is the year I mend a…
Me: “Hello?” Medical assistant: “Hi, Shellye, the doctor wants to see you ASAP to discuss your recent test results. She’s concerned.” Me: “Oh no, that doesn’t sound good. Can you tell me what’s going on?” Medical assistant: “We just got your baseline bone density tests back and they show you…
My husband, Jared, lives with severe hemophilia B and a seizure disorder. Despite these challenges, he’s active in ways that many people wouldn’t expect. He swims, lifts weights, and plays badminton. He can also keep up with our 5-year-old daughter, who is a huge ball of energy. We recently…
Many of us resume our schedules after the holidays, when we start a new year. We recommit ourselves to following a health plan or finding ways to let go of past hurts. Just to be clear, I didn’t say New Year’s resolutions. When we decide to redirect unhealthy behavior and…
Two and a half years ago, I purchased a manufactured home in need of a few repairs. Truthfully, it had really good bones, but was a dump. But I saw the potential in it and knew that with enough love, time, and renovation it would be a beautiful place to…
At age 28, I received a diagnosis that changed the way I saw myself. Learning that I had attention-deficit/hyperactivity disorder (ADHD) felt like a missing puzzle piece finally clicking into place. Suddenly, everything that had once confused me about my life made sense: my struggles to stay engaged in tasks…
One of the most frequent questions I hear is, “How do I find community?” The question resonates deeply with me because, like many others in the bleeding disorders community, I’ve struggled with feeling isolated and misunderstood. Finding a sense of belonging has been a journey, one filled with trial…
