Old dog, new tricks.

Two weeks ago, I found myself back in the emergency room.

Long story short, I had an ovarian cyst rupture. It was scary, confusing-all the things you’d expect from sudden 10/10 abdominal pain.

BUT what was beautiful to me was seeing all the ways that I’ve evolvedsince the last time I was in a similar situation. (Many of you know I have had a long string of medical scares).

I mentioned in a previous email that, years ago, while I was facing what I was told could be my final moments, all I could think of was the price of dying…literally. It consumed my mind while they were sending in the end-of-life staff: “I can’t afford this!”

This time - though admittedly it crossed my mind - I didn’t let the financial fears stop me from getting the help I needed. I didn’t let it consume my mind or cloud my judgement.

Instead of trying to ignore the pain, or downplay the symptoms, or stall - This time I honored myself, and the moment I was in severe pain I asked for help and took action.

So yeah, I’m gonna chalk that up as a win. Turns out you can teach an old dog new tricks…

Thank you again for all the support I have received through words and resources - I know what a gift it is to feel so supported.