The Pen Is Mightier Than The Sword, But I Still Prefer The Sword…
April 26, 2009 § 8 Comments
In Tonight’s Comic Adventure: Miss Waxie ponders the realities of invisible illness – and wonders what life would’ve been like had she actually gotten the tattoo of a demylinated nerve with CIDP as she’d daydreamed about after getting the diagnosis. She realizes it’s a good thing that she didn’t though, or else she’d be covered in autoimmune art from her head to her toes by now – though, if Kat Von D is willing, she still might be interested.
Our Weary, Wandering Heroine Treads To Bed…
April 25, 2009 § 2 Comments
In Tonight’s Comic Adventure: What adventure? Miss Waxie needs her sleep; battling a medical community can take a lot out of a girl – especially one that fights her own internal civil war daily! Lots more tomorrow. Promise.
Loooook into my eyes….
April 23, 2009 § 4 Comments
In Tonight’s Comic Adventure: Having realized her cataracts has suddenly, dramatically worsened, Miss Waxie bars herself from driving anywhere besides in her own neighborhood until her surgery May 21st and offers you a look at the world through the eyes of a cataracts patient. …She also contemplates taking up impressionist painting.
Note: Thanks to viewers like you (yes, I’m stealing directly from PBS now) yesterday this tiny site received almost 100 hits yesterday. An on its ninth day of birth, wow! Remember to subscribe by email to keep up with each adventure in my Comic Life.
ALSO – Though I put up her award, I forgot to kindly thank Diane at StellarLife – Life with MS for kindly awarding me as a “blogger on target”…thank you Diane!
I Looked At The Beast Head On, And Saw My Reflection…
April 22, 2009 § 12 Comments
In Tonight’s Comic Adventure: Miss Waxie ponders the importance of sleep in the body riddled rheumatoid arthritis, cidp, lupus, and the like while weighing it against just how much fatigue steals away from one’s over all life. While considering if she is in fact self-punishing her body for demanding so much in bed time by purposely setting up 9AM appointments for herself, she realizes it’s entirely possible she’s playing into her diseases’ master plan, attacking her body from the outside in!!!!
A note: dear new readers and valued returning readers. Yesterday this tiny, baby-fresh, new blog had 80 hits. That makes nearly 500 in 8 days. I’m stunned. Thank you for your readership.
A Comic Life, Indeed 