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Surviving Chronic Illness: Ehlers-Danlos Syndrome |
I always loved my work and took equal pride at my more traditional accomplishments at home, but I was never as comfortable with myself as I was during my mid-forties. I had arrived into adulthood and lived every moment to the fullest in the ways that I enjoyed the most. Throughout 2004, I could be seen picking out vegetables at the gourmet market on Wednesday afternoon with a Dictaphone in one hand and a cell phone head set attached to my head. On Thursday evening I would be cooking up a storm with my laptop computer in the kitchen running statistical programs and setting the table for Friday night. When we would get home from synagogue on Friday evening, soup would be simmering at the right temperature on the stove and the rest of the meal would be in foil packs in the oven at a low temperature. The table would reflect light from Grandma’s polished silver.
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Added: 07 July 2009. |
