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From the recliner in the chemotherapy suite, I desperately looked around the room for any place of interest to focus my vision. I needed a distraction from the nurse perched on a stool in front of me, probing my arm for a vein. I was dehydrated from a recent…

Last weekend, we barricaded our street and placed tables with chairs along the curb. The distant smell of hot dogs grilling filled the air as we staked little ghost decorations along the edge of a slope in the front yard, creating a border for a stage. Once the yard games…

My favorite room in our home is the three-seasons front porch. It overlooks the west side of our house, where, this summer, we planted a pollinator garden. Nine months out of the year, this is where you’ll find me writing, meditating, or reading. Lenny will perch on the…

On a sunny day last week, I was grateful for the energy to be able to enjoy an early autumn evening in the backyard. My partner sat in the patio swing and the kids ran around in the grass. I wandered over to our small vegetable patch, where tomato plants…

Last week, on Sept. 18–20, the American Academy of Dermatology Association held its annual legislative conference in Washington, D.C., where several hundred dermatologists and patient advocates gathered to discuss healthcare policy issues and advocacy. Then, on Sept. 20–22, the Coalition of Skin Diseases (CSD) held its Hill Day,…

I’ve heard people describe living with a chronic illness like acute hepatic porphyria (AHP) as a full-time job. But it requires much more than 40 hours a week, Monday through Friday. Between medication schedules, doctor appointments, insurance issues, advocacy work, and the healthy behaviors to prevent flare-ups or…

Last week was a big deal in the world of porphyria. Some of the most brilliant minds met at the International Congress on Porphyrins and Porphyrias (ICPP) in Sofia, Bulgaria, to share their knowledge and discuss novel research. With many of the strict COVID-19 limitations lifted, researchers were finally…

I was once in the hospital during the holiday season. At that time, I could only receive Panhematin infusions for an acute porphyria attack as an inpatient. I plugged my grandma’s ceramic, tabletop tree in next to the bedside, where its rainbow of colored lights shone brightly. I…

Bulgaria. Honestly, until recently, I could barely place the country on a world map. Yet over the past few months, I’ve had the honor of organizing a patient day during this year’s International Congress on Porphyrins and Porphyrias (ICPP), set to take place in Sofia, Bulgaria, Sept. 4–7. Participating…

The day of my diagnosis was the first glimpse into my resiliency and willpower. That morning, my doctor called with test results indicating acute hepatic porphyria (AHP). Anger, sadness, fear, and wonder all came crashing into me, knocking me sideways and then completely out of my body. Suspended…