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invisible…

invisible…

Today marks the end of Invisible Illness Week and, as you may remember, October is Dysautonomia Awareness month. In the past I have helped organize events and fundraisers during the month of October, but didn’t get around to it this year. I’m setting it as an intention for next year. If you’ll bear with me, I’d like to tell you a story that illustrates why dysautonomia and invisible illness awareness are important to me. As you know, I recently traveled…

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rollin in my 6-4…

rollin in my 6-4…

You may remember from my last post that I purchased a new set of wheels for my birthday a few weeks ago. I had been dreading taking my shiny new ride out for a spin in public for reasons I understood but didn’t want to acknowledge. Is it vain to care what you look like pushing a walker, or is that just human nature? After a previous horrible DMV experience (really – are there any other kind?), I knew I wasn’t…

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flights are like doctor visits…

flights are like doctor visits…

…even when they’re good, they’re still really bad. I never loved air travel prior to dysautonomia, but it’s no secret that I now loathe flying.  Airports and airplanes combine some of the most symptomatic inducing experiences – lots of standing, altitude changes, dryness and increased dehydration, carrying heavy items, noises, lights, vibrations and unexpected movement. I had posted previously about some tips for flying on a wonderful blog post over at With a Side of Salt. I knew this was…

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the road is life: tips for traveling with a chronic illness…

the road is life: tips for traveling with a chronic illness…

Update:  After publishing this post, my fellow POTS blogger at With a Side of Salt alerted me to her post about airplane travel with POTS. It’s a fantastic, informative post, and I absolutely recommend you check it out here. – Linds —————- As you may remember, in my last post, chronic voyage, I discussed my recent unsatisfactory trip to the desert.  Traveling can be taxing for even the healthiest of individuals – it is no surprise it can be especially…

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chronic voyage…

chronic voyage…

I love traveling. I mean, I LOVE traveling. Ever since I was 15 and ordered my first Guinness beer from a bar in Ireland (and by “beer”, I mean water, mom and dad), I have been hooked. I traveled to France at 17 for a foreign-exchange program, and lived in the Czech Republic for six weeks when I was 24 for a law school study abroad program. In between, I managed to visit a handful of other countries, and numerous…

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