MeganElizabeth.

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Why on earth would I want to own a body that is broken? One that has aches and pains, needs medication, ruins plans and embarrasses me? I would never buy it from a store, order it from a catalogue, try to replicate it on my own, or borrow it from someone else. Still when I wake up in the morning my body is there, ready to be moved through the day, to surprise me at any moment, and make plans without consulting me. My body is wild, unpredictable, rough around the edges, a pain in the ass (sometimes literally), but it’s mine. This is the point we start from: living with something that we did not choose or approve of.
Danea Horn author of Chronic Resilience (via doingthediagnosis)

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meganelizabethh:

So I have this heart monitor attached to me for a week to pick up when I have my mummers and palpitations. I kinda feel like a robot with all the wires. I just can’t wait to have some answers for these heart problems and get some tablets or something for it. I don’t think I own enough baggy clothes to hide all this stuff.

Some medical fetish page just reblogged this from over two years ago now I feel all weird about it. 

meganelizabethh:

So I have this heart monitor attached to me for a week to pick up when I have my mummers and palpitations. I kinda feel like a robot with all the wires. I just can’t wait to have some answers for these heart problems and get some tablets or something for it. I don’t think I own enough baggy clothes to hide all this stuff.

Some medical fetish page just reblogged this from over two years ago now I feel all weird about it.