I am now a Patient Advocate and Contributor on Migraine.com

Sometimes, everything lines up in exactly the right way. My favorite headache blogger, Kerrie Smyres of The Daily Headache, had posted an article about several available CGRP studies and the pros and cons of getting involved. Since one of the studies was Amgen, I commented that I hadn’t had a hugely noticeable improvement on that…

My CGRP interview on Migraine.com

I always feel guilty when I return to the blog after a long absence, which seems silly. Like I need to explain myself. Life ebbs and flows  and I often find myself unable to do everything I’d like to be doing. I just can’t fit it all in, which I think is a pretty universal…

Chapter 1967: My Man Wrote a Short Story

Chapter 1967 By The Mechanical Cat Norma Jeane leaned back in the wooden chair and gently let her hand drift down her leg to feel the comfort of the snub-nosed .38, snugly holstered against her earthly thigh. A wisp of smoke left her mouth and danced toward the ceiling of the cabin. “Well, since every…

On Grieving, Celebrating, Writing, & Auditioning

This is a piece I wrote for the alternative local news site J created and maintains, for which I now work. It is a personal story of my experience of the celebration of life service for a beloved choral director. It is published, with additional photos, here. What was so valuable for me in writing this…

i sing the body electric

   Yeah, so there’s my full name, the full names of two of my friends, and the bar I used to occasionally hang out in. That’s okay. Hi, I’m Elizabeth Roberts-Zibbel. That’s me, Facebook reminded me, with my friend Phil, four years ago. That photo makes me happy. Watching three particularly crazy episodes of The…

Instead

 I really thought I might have some strength in this situation. Something valid to say, action to take, truth to reveal. Instead I’m the same mouse I’ve always been. Not just a sufferer, but a victim.

Traumatic Birth: Life After Near-Death (Updated)

They took her. I was cut open and hastily re-stitched; paralyzed by a spinal block; bags of my own blood prepared and ready to transfuse if necessary, though apparently the physical danger to me was now over. The operating room was cold and sterile, glints of hard stainless steel, no friendly faces. My kind and…

Hello, It’s Me (Part 2)

So there we were, me hauling costumes and my purse; Zo with her book bag on her back and pulling the supplies bag behind her like a caboose. A wave of sick heat rolled over me, with that horrible certainty as your stomach contents rise toward your throat. “Zo, I’m going to throw up.” And…

Hello, It’s Me

Today was the kind of day that inspires a return to blogging after a long hiatus. A day when new friends; your rapidly maturing children; and your caregiver/ partner all show how supportive, kind, and brave they can be on your behalf. And most of all, one of those days where you end up feeling…

We Are Standing on the Edge…

I just basically want everyone to know that my family and I will be okay. Everyone has things that go wrong. Everyone gets sick. Everyone has trouble now and then with government red tape. People change jobs. All of it is possible to deal with and all of it is way better than losing a…

Everything Is Horrible – I mean, Fine!!!

My stomach hurts. J has resigned and is wrapping up his cases. And looking for a new job. The changes and our tension make the girls nervous and they are acting out, making it difficult for us to get anything done. We all have colds. I have a fever. And cold sores, which I get…