Sallie Rediske and Tahlia Ruschioni presented the new medical education series at the Reflections of ME/CFS, FM, and Long COVID awareness event on May 9th. We invited Sallie to write this guest post to accompany her presentation. Click here to view the video...
Medicated Faith “Holy orange bottles, each night, I pray to you" -Taylor Swift: Soon You'll Get Better A prayer to my orange bottles: I spent 4 months to get you Endless rounds of blood work- turning up nothing "Goodbye blood" Go off and finally...
Resilience You’re sick isn’t worthy. No ribbon, no run. Not dying, not living. Just a life come undone. Tests do not show, The battles you’ve fought. Some will believe you, Others will not. You’ve lost all your shine. You’re just not the same....
My Eyes Many sights once blessed my eyes: Candlelight flickering against cold walls, illuminating my song. Melismatic music fluttering across pages like butterflies made of notes. Steady silhouettes of an anticipating audience, eager for my next line. Elastic on my...
The Alone One Room, four walls, two windows, one door and one bed. The Alone Minimal Silent To survive in The Alone acceptance is mandatory No choice Letting go Floating, untethered Existing in a void rather than a place Dry and suffocating The...
As part of Bateman Horne Center's mission, we train upcoming and current medical professionals and researchers to help be a product of change in the medical and scientific fields. This month we hear from Haley Southwick, DNP who recently completed a 330 hour training...
Grief Allayed I lay here in my bed and grieve for what I may not have - for love of spouse and smile Of child and ties bound close to fellow man. These are good things, my heart cries out, and yet I am denied much of the happiness of earth. How can the great good God...
Melissa's World Each day my room's eternally A prison and infirmary It's not a choice that's up to me Relentlessly I miss my family, lost my friends The list of losses never ends My body breaks, my spirit bends Relentlessly I've tried it all, took every test I...
I Miss… “I’ll pick you up in 5.” “I’ll be outside.” … I miss spontaneity. Work was my oxygen. Managing, Teamwork, Sharing, Training … Gone Manager, Vice President, President … Invisible. Committees, Meetings, Flights … Absent. … I miss work. I miss...
Oz Like Joints as stiff and creaky as the Tin Man… When, oh when will they find a lubricant that works for them… Brain as foggy as the Scarecrow… Can’t concentrate, can’t comprehend, can’t remember, will this fog lift someday, somehow… Fear as deep as the Cowardly...
Sallie Rediske and Tahlia Ruschioni presented the new medical education series at the Reflections of ME/CFS, FM, and Long COVID awareness event on May 9th. We invited Sallie to write this guest post to accompany her presentation. Click here to view the video...
Medicated Faith “Holy orange bottles, each night, I pray to you" -Taylor Swift: Soon You'll Get Better A prayer to my orange bottles: I spent 4 months to get you Endless rounds of blood work- turning up nothing "Goodbye blood" Go off and finally...
Resilience You’re sick isn’t worthy. No ribbon, no run. Not dying, not living. Just a life come undone. Tests do not show, The battles you’ve fought. Some will believe you, Others will not. You’ve lost all your shine. You’re just not the same....
My Eyes Many sights once blessed my eyes: Candlelight flickering against cold walls, illuminating my song. Melismatic music fluttering across pages like butterflies made of notes. Steady silhouettes of an anticipating audience, eager for my next line. Elastic on my...
The Alone One Room, four walls, two windows, one door and one bed. The Alone Minimal Silent To survive in The Alone acceptance is mandatory No choice Letting go Floating, untethered Existing in a void rather than a place Dry and suffocating The...
As part of Bateman Horne Center's mission, we train upcoming and current medical professionals and researchers to help be a product of change in the medical and scientific fields. This month we hear from Haley Southwick, DNP who recently completed a 330 hour training...
Grief Allayed I lay here in my bed and grieve for what I may not have - for love of spouse and smile Of child and ties bound close to fellow man. These are good things, my heart cries out, and yet I am denied much of the happiness of earth. How can the great good God...
Melissa's World Each day my room's eternally A prison and infirmary It's not a choice that's up to me Relentlessly I miss my family, lost my friends The list of losses never ends My body breaks, my spirit bends Relentlessly I've tried it all, took every test I...
I Miss… “I’ll pick you up in 5.” “I’ll be outside.” … I miss spontaneity. Work was my oxygen. Managing, Teamwork, Sharing, Training … Gone Manager, Vice President, President … Invisible. Committees, Meetings, Flights … Absent. … I miss work. I miss...
Oz Like Joints as stiff and creaky as the Tin Man… When, oh when will they find a lubricant that works for them… Brain as foggy as the Scarecrow… Can’t concentrate, can’t comprehend, can’t remember, will this fog lift someday, somehow… Fear as deep as the Cowardly...
