A Parachute Out of Everything Broken

(Part One) It’s been almost three months since my autoimmune disease diagnosis, one that took around 10 years to figure out. By the time all the signs were there, ankylosing spondylitis (AS) had taken up permanent residence, bought furniture, covered the walls in calcification, and launched an all-out assault on my spine.  What started asContinue reading “A Parachute Out of Everything Broken”