I did promise you there would be more Elle pants coming, and I’m a woman who sticks by her word! Like my last pair, these were made in bengaline from the Spotlight clearance table, though I think they were more like $6/m, making this project a costly $10 total. What can I say, I’m a scrooge.*
Hi guys! The lovely Michelle from Living with Bob is running a series of guest posts for dysautonomia awareness month. She was kind enough to publish a piece I wrote about the unique challenges rural patients face in accessing adequate healthcare.
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Each week, I am publishing a part in a series about ME/CFS. This is Part IV, in which I discuss the prejudices faced by ME/CFS sufferers, and its problematic name (which may or may not be as bad as crapweeds and stenchblossoms). You can find links to the other posts in the series at the bottom of this post.
Last week, I explored the limited treatment options available to ME/CFS sufferers. This week, I will explain what causes said lack of options, namely, prejudices held by the medical community and its problematic nomenclature.
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Lately I seem to be catching up on trends – first McCall’s 6696 shirtdress, now Style Arc Elle pants. Again, this pattern has been doing the rounds for a while and produces consistently good results. There are lots of fabulous versions out there, but I consider Lara from Thornberry my Style Arc style inspiration. Her co-ordinated outfits made from Style Arc patterns were impetus enough for me to give Style Arc a try.
Hi folks! I’ve been a busy little beaver writing for other sources (I have a lot to say!). I’m pleased to announce today I had a piece on the intersection of gender and disability published today on Adios Barbie, called: The Trauma of Not Being Seen: Invisible Disability and Modern Day Hysteria. I’m sure there are plenty of female spoonies who can relate to being treated like a hysterical, fainting 19th century stereotype by their supposedly 21st-century doctors.
The Mighty was also good enough to repost one of my blog articles about gaslighting as We Cannot Continue to Let Doctors ‘Gaslight’ Chronic Illness Patients. I am pleased to be able to spread the word about the abuse I’ve experienced at the hands of the medical profession in the hopes that it will make it less likely to happen in the future.
Each week, I am publishing a part in a series about ME/CFS. This is Part III, in which I discuss what limited treatment is available to ME/CFS sufferers. You can find links to the other posts in the series at the bottom of this post.
Last week, I discussed the severity of symptoms of this illness, and shared some stories of severely affected sufferers. This week will be less intense, as I detail the treatment options available for ME/CFS (spoilers: there are none).
Last time, I shared with you a few dresses I’d made for my friends. I felt this particular dress deserved a post of its own.
This dress is my pièce de résistance – a knock off the Lindy Bop Ophelia dress, drafted from New Look 6773. It was made from Spotlight poly poplin. Before you ask, I am aware that Gertie produced a pattern for Butterick (5882) which is similar in style to the Ophelia. I did consider using it, but the bust piece is so small that it looks less like a design feature and more like a pair of small birds landed on the model’s chest.
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Each week, I am publishing a part in a series about ME/CFS. This is Part II, in which I discuss how ME/CFS can affect patient’s lives, and discuss in detail the experiences of severely affected patients. You can find links to the other posts in the series at the bottom of this post.
Last week, I introduced you to the horrifying and complex disease that is ME/CFS. Today I’d like to walk you through how this disease can affect patient’s lives, with some first hand experiences from severely affected sufferers, myself included. This meant delving back into traumatic experiences that still affect me every day. However, I am always grateful when other sufferers share their stories, so it is my turn to do the same.
I am very lucky to have lovely friends who are not only infinitely more gorgeous than me*, but also let me sew for them. As someone who is mainly housebound, I don’t have the opportunity to dress up for special occasions. To be able to sew for people who will get out and about in fancy clothes is incredibly cathartic, as it indulges my whim to sew special garments which I know will get good wear (unlike my formal clothes, which sit unloved in my wardrobe). It is also a helpful mental coping tool, as it forces my mind out of my situation, in which I feel trapped, and into the outside world.
Hi folks! Just a short note to say I had an opinion piece published in my local paper about disability access in Warrnambool. The state of shop access and disabled parking bays in town is abysmal, yet with council elections coming up, no candidate has made disability advocacy a priority. I want that to change.