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Body: in sickness and in health

I won't lie; this body and I have had our issues with each other for many years. Body image -- sure. Physical and mental overextension -- comes with being a Type A kind of girl. I still struggle with these things, so they show up from time to time in my writing.

More recently, illness, pure but not simple, has added itself to the mix in a multi-system sort of way. And the challenges in figuring out exactly what's gone wrong are many. As problems have revealed themselves in the last few years, beginning with reactive hypoglycemia in late 2008, I've documented them here, partly to gain a little clarity on managing complex conditions but mostly to give voice to vulnerabilities I feel but don't normally share with anyone face to face. Better out than in, they say, right? (Oh yes, humor is one way I deal.)

The links below cover the different angles I've examined (and from which I've been examined) within that experience.

Travel: neither here nor there

When the person you're married to lives two time zones away, you log a fair number of frequent flier miles. And if you blog about commuter relationships, you log quite a few posts en route too.

Since we're no longer in separate places, I blog less often from airports. But we do travel -- together now! -- which is much more fun to write about. So in addition to thoughts on our years of commuting, the links below cover the places we've been as a pair and, in some cases, the adventures that have happened on the way.

Writing: the long and short of it

Why do I do it? Good question. Maybe it's not so much that I like to write but that I have to write, even when the words refuse to stick to the page. Believe me, I've tried doing other things like majoring in biochemistry (freshman fall, many semesters ago). Within a year, I'd switched to English with a concentration in creative writing and wasn't looking back.

After graduating, I taught English for a few years and then worked as an editor, which I still do freelance. In 2007, I applied and got into an MFA program at a place I like to call Little U. on the Prairie. I finished my degree in 2011 and have been balancing tutoring and writing on my own ever since.

The following links cover the writing I've done about writing: process, content, obstacles, you name it. It's not always pretty. But some part of me loves it, even when it's hard. And this is the result.

Heart: family and friends

I'd have a hard time explaining who I am without being able to talk about the family I grew up in as well as the people I've met beyond its bounds. But even with such context, it's not easy! In the simplest terms, I'm a first-generation Asian-American who has spent most of this life caught between cultures. That, of course, doesn't even begin to describe what I mean to, but there's my first stab at the heart of it all.

That's what this group of posts is reserved for -- heart. The essential parts of my life whose influences I carry with me, for better or worse. The links below cover what I've written as I've learned how these forces work within me, for me, against me, in spite of me. They anchor me even as they change me, and they keep life interesting.

Recommended reading

What do I do when there's too much on my mind and my words won't stick to the page? I escape into someone else's thoughts. Below is a collection of books and articles that have been sources of information, inspiration, and occasional insight for my own work.

Thursday, September 2, 2010

Grumbling rights

I'm exercising them. Because the gods of timing just won't leave me alone.

The short version: D left town this morning to throw his brother a bachelor's weekend before said brother's wedding next month. This afternoon, the nagging stitch in my side that started yesterday after lunch turned into an unrelenting pain that still hasn't gone away. A trip to the GI doctor got me some prescription painkillers and orders to return to the hospital in the morning for a thorough ultrasound (the one attempted today wasn't clear enough, so we'll try again when I'm fasting). The hope is that the gallbladder doesn't need to come out.

I'm pretty good at being alone most of the time -- years of living apart from D while we were commuting has trained me well. But this is one of those instances where I really, really wish he were here.

9 comments:

Sherlock said...

Hope you feel better soon and no surgery is necessary. Will be looking for your update.

French Fancy... said...

As someone who had their gallbladder out 3.5 years ago - you might feel much better when it finally does go. I know it sounds daunting but I used to suffer such bad stomach trouble and it is now a thing of the past.

Thanks for the email - so I did have the right inkling after all.

Hugs and wish you better
x
J

medieval woman said...

Ugh - I'm really sorry you have to go through this while D isn't there - hope you feel better soon!

C. Troubadour said...

Sherlock -- an update shortly! I'm home in between doctors and the preliminary news is no surgery. Whew.

FF -- I remembered your gallbladder experience when I was talking to the doctor yesterday, especially after your other message. I'm glad having the surgery ended your trouble. It's nice when health problems have a clear, effective solution!

MW -- thanks. D's on the ground now, so at least we have phone contact. I was thinking of you and the kerfuffle, as you put it, that went down while TD was also getting on a plane. What IS it with the timing gods this year???

Good Enough Woman said...

Thinking of your and your gall bladder. Maybe your innards and bile get themselves in order!

Will D be home soon?

(((((CT))))))

SuziCate said...

I had my gall bladder out many years ago...did it on a Friday and went back to work Monday. Was able to have it done laproscopically, and it was a piece of cake. I felt much better after. I hope your pain diminishes, but seriously the surgery was one of the easiest and quickly healing of all I've had. Hope D is home soon. I'm sure just having him home will comfort you.

C. Troubadour said...

GEW -- D gets home Tuesday morning (I'm supposed to pick him up at the airport and ferry him directly to work, poor guy). That feels quite a ways off from today, but it's definitely closer than it was 24 hours ago. I'm of two minds about this stretch of time as I need it to work on my thesis but wish I weren't so alone while under the weather. Can't have both! Appreciating the virtual company, though.

SuziCate -- I'd heard it's supposed to be a fairly simple surgery. Fortunately, I think that's no longer on the table. Glad it went smoothly for you. Out on Friday, back on Monday! Impressive. One of my former coworkers had it done a few years back and she took a little longer to get back on her feet. Everybody (and every body) is different :)

BigLittleWolf said...

It sucks to be alone when you don't feel well. So I hope you're up to snuff soon.

(Et quant à la chirurgie - je l'ai eue - et c'est vraiment assez simple et assez vite et tu rentres le lendemain, et meme pas de cicatrices.)

C. Troubadour said...

Pas de cicatrices! That's great, BLW. I didn't realize the incision was that insignificant.

Things are getting better slowly around here. I'll happily take that over things not improving, but yes, I'd also appreciate a return to "normal" sooner rather than later. Thanks for the kind wishes.

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Thursday, September 2, 2010

Grumbling rights

I'm exercising them. Because the gods of timing just won't leave me alone.

The short version: D left town this morning to throw his brother a bachelor's weekend before said brother's wedding next month. This afternoon, the nagging stitch in my side that started yesterday after lunch turned into an unrelenting pain that still hasn't gone away. A trip to the GI doctor got me some prescription painkillers and orders to return to the hospital in the morning for a thorough ultrasound (the one attempted today wasn't clear enough, so we'll try again when I'm fasting). The hope is that the gallbladder doesn't need to come out.

I'm pretty good at being alone most of the time -- years of living apart from D while we were commuting has trained me well. But this is one of those instances where I really, really wish he were here.

9 comments:

Sherlock said...

Hope you feel better soon and no surgery is necessary. Will be looking for your update.

French Fancy... said...

As someone who had their gallbladder out 3.5 years ago - you might feel much better when it finally does go. I know it sounds daunting but I used to suffer such bad stomach trouble and it is now a thing of the past.

Thanks for the email - so I did have the right inkling after all.

Hugs and wish you better
x
J

medieval woman said...

Ugh - I'm really sorry you have to go through this while D isn't there - hope you feel better soon!

C. Troubadour said...

Sherlock -- an update shortly! I'm home in between doctors and the preliminary news is no surgery. Whew.

FF -- I remembered your gallbladder experience when I was talking to the doctor yesterday, especially after your other message. I'm glad having the surgery ended your trouble. It's nice when health problems have a clear, effective solution!

MW -- thanks. D's on the ground now, so at least we have phone contact. I was thinking of you and the kerfuffle, as you put it, that went down while TD was also getting on a plane. What IS it with the timing gods this year???

Good Enough Woman said...

Thinking of your and your gall bladder. Maybe your innards and bile get themselves in order!

Will D be home soon?

(((((CT))))))

SuziCate said...

I had my gall bladder out many years ago...did it on a Friday and went back to work Monday. Was able to have it done laproscopically, and it was a piece of cake. I felt much better after. I hope your pain diminishes, but seriously the surgery was one of the easiest and quickly healing of all I've had. Hope D is home soon. I'm sure just having him home will comfort you.

C. Troubadour said...

GEW -- D gets home Tuesday morning (I'm supposed to pick him up at the airport and ferry him directly to work, poor guy). That feels quite a ways off from today, but it's definitely closer than it was 24 hours ago. I'm of two minds about this stretch of time as I need it to work on my thesis but wish I weren't so alone while under the weather. Can't have both! Appreciating the virtual company, though.

SuziCate -- I'd heard it's supposed to be a fairly simple surgery. Fortunately, I think that's no longer on the table. Glad it went smoothly for you. Out on Friday, back on Monday! Impressive. One of my former coworkers had it done a few years back and she took a little longer to get back on her feet. Everybody (and every body) is different :)

BigLittleWolf said...

It sucks to be alone when you don't feel well. So I hope you're up to snuff soon.

(Et quant à la chirurgie - je l'ai eue - et c'est vraiment assez simple et assez vite et tu rentres le lendemain, et meme pas de cicatrices.)

C. Troubadour said...

Pas de cicatrices! That's great, BLW. I didn't realize the incision was that insignificant.

Things are getting better slowly around here. I'll happily take that over things not improving, but yes, I'd also appreciate a return to "normal" sooner rather than later. Thanks for the kind wishes.