Since my life derailing event, life has been more like floating in midair and sitting on top of a cage rather than inside of it.
Today, right now, it feels like I’ve emerged from something – a cloud, an ocean, or whatever – to the rest of the world. As if the entire past year was just a compressed acquisition of nothing, the submerged part of an iceberg that I can no longer see. What happened and where was I?
As you may know from my Mystery Illness situation, I had a gnarly reaction to an antibiotic about a year ago.
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You all pretty much know how I feel about certain antibiotics now, but antibiotics can still be life-saving drugs despite their growing inefficiency (superbugs 😦 ). Sometimes, they’re excessive and sometimes they’re necessary. Here are some guidelines to follow that I’ve developed after nearly dying from an antibiotic:
Part 3 of this series is the final part until I develop new, weird symptoms or I am a few years out, writing a reflection piece. Continue reading
I arrived at Boston Logan around 8 in the morning. The flight had been a red eye because it was the earliest I could get at such short notice out of Los Angeles. I couldn’t sleep at all even though I had spent a good 90% of the previous two weeks asleep in bed. I had my two cockatiels, Jazzy and Sunny, with me in a carrier underneath the seat in front of me. I didn’t even bring any snacks. I just had some Smart Water from the airport and some blue corn chips from JetBlue.