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Articles by Caroline Shifke
Owning the depression, the first steps out of the fog…
Myself and my lovely wife; drinking in celebration, for once. This has been the worst year of my life. By far. Now, first, a clarification: I’m sure it has been the worst year of many people’s lives, I’m sure that many have suffered more than I have, and I’m almost certain that the majority of them won’t be writing about it on Medium because they think other people ought to know about it. But, well, I am going to do that, because it’s a coping mechanism.
Please Stop Writing About Why You Will or Won’t Divorce Your Chronically Ill Wife
Earlier this summer, I woke up to this headline in my Medium newsletter: Gotta say, as a chronically ill woman in a committed relationship who has spent the past six years learning that I was, indeed, worthy of love, this was not a particularly heartening headline. The gist of the article: the author could not both be married to his chronically ill wife of decades AND take care of his own mental and physical health.
Me han visto más de 50 médicos y ninguno sabe qué me pasa
Ojalá pudiera deciros qué me pasa. Desde enero de 2014, me han visto más de 50 médicos y me han hecho incontables pruebas que van desde análisis de sangre hasta pasar 5 horas en una cámara de sudoración embadurnada de polvo morado. Después de pruebas, consultas y tratamientos por valor de varios cientos de miles de dólares, he recibido 26 diagnósticos distintos. Todos tienen algo de verdad. Ninguno es del todo cierto.
I've Seen Over 50 Doctors And No One Knows What's Wrong With Me
"Like most things in life, illness doesn’t exist in black and white, but in the million shades between." (Photo: Courtesy of Caroline Shifke) I wish I could tell you what’s wrong with me. Since January 2014, I’ve seen over 50 doctors and undergone countless tests ranging from simple blood draws to spending five hours in a sweat chamber covered in purple powder. Based on hundreds of thousands of dollars of tests, appointments and treatments, I have received 26 potential diagnoses.
My Chronic Illness Made Me Crave Independence, But Having COVID-19 Changed All That
In this op-ed, Caroline Shifke explains the specific pain of being unable to hug her parents on Mother's Day 2020 after being sick with COVID-19. I miss hugging my mom and dad. I thought I’d miss other things more in isolation. Seeing friends, going to restaurants, going to the theater, taking walks without fear. The freedom to wake up on the weekend and ask my boyfriend Ian, “What do you want to do today?” The knowledge that, living in New York City, the possibilities were infinite.
I Have COVID-19 and an Autoimmune Disease
In this op-ed, Caroline Shifke explains what happened when her worst fears came true: she has an autoimmune disease and COVID-19. I hate COVID-19. I spent the last three months terrified I’d contract it. I took every recommended precaution and more, even back when doing so made me seem a little extra. I wore gloves through the airport and wiped my seat down with Clorox wipes. I sanitized my phone in a box that shoots UV lights to kill germs.
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