Last weekend, we barricaded our street and placed tables with chairs along the curb. The distant smell of hot dogs…
Articles by Claire Richmond
My favorite room in our home is the three-seasons front porch. It overlooks the west side of our house, where,…
On a sunny day last week, I was grateful for the energy to be able to enjoy an early autumn…
I’ve heard people describe living with a chronic illness like acute hepatic porphyria (AHP) as a full-time job. But…
I was once in the hospital during the holiday season. At that time, I could only receive Panhematin infusions…
The day of my diagnosis was the first glimpse into my resiliency and willpower. That morning, my doctor called…
When it comes to chronic illness, I’ve often wondered if living by limited boundaries and conserving energy would prevent my…
The last thing I remembered was screaming out for him as he turned his back to me and vanished. Then,…
Note: This column describes the author’s own experiences with Givlaari. Not everybody will have the same response to treatment.
Intentional or not, most of my writing happens in bed. It’s where I reflect on my day, journal my meditations,…