today is a difficult day with my body. My hands are hurting, they've been hurting since late last week, and Achilles tendinitis that I had years ago has cropped up again and refuses to go away. Consequently, ballet isn't going as well as I would like it to be. So today, in the category of things that are difficult to be grateful for, let me say ( Read more... )

I am having an appallingly awful week with my hands, where they are every bit as bad as they have ever been. It is the kind of week where when I go to a restaurant I think about what kind of food I could order that won't require me to use utensils. The kind of week where I do things like brush my hair left-handed because it hurts too much to hold ( Read more... )

 a little over a week ago I went to see a new doctor. I didn't like the one I had seen before, and I was pretty much in despair about how my hands felt. So off I went. I knew almost immediately that I  liked this doctor better. He asked questions about the friend who referred me to him , listened carefully to the history I gave him, and did about ( Read more... )