Another look: It’s OK to Need Help
This post was originally written in March 2011. At the time I was going through a rather rough bout of depression, was struggling to get a handle on things, and ultimately made the decision to seek help. Given that May is Mental Health Awareness Month, I thought this was worth another look. In previous blog posts and conversations over the last two years, I’ve made no bones about the fact that I’ve battled with bouts of depression and anxiety since I was diagnosed with congestive heart failure and type 2 diabetes. The daily routines of medications, blood sugar testing, meal planning, and other related bullshit, combined with the constant worry of trying to figure out how to pay for all…
Stealing Moments for Ourselves
Diabetes. Heart Disease. Cancer. Three different health conditions with one thing in common. All three are thieves. Each have stolen the life of one of my friends or family members. Each have stolen moments of joy that I’ll never get back. Each have stolen time that April and I might have otherwise been able to spend continuing to build on the years that we’ve spent together. Between my crazy 50 hour night-time work weeks, juggling my diabetes & congestive heart failure issues and doctor appointments, my involvement with the DOC and advocacy efforts, and with April being her mom’s primary care giver through the cancer ordeal and all of the running to Indy for treatments, testing, etc… there hasn’t been…