It’s a big day and a big step!

Today, I’m happy to announce my first essay to appear in a Literary Publication–Mothers Always Write!

“When a horrible diagnosis is a relief.”

I submitted the essay in March, then it was accepted perhaps in May, (I’ve lost track of that exciting email), then I received notice on Monday that it would appear today. I’ve been nervous, wondering how it would look. Although I wrote the essay, of course, I didn’t know if I’d be happy with it when it became “official.”

Well, I am happy. And proud and humbled.

This is a big step. If I’m to attract a publisher to my memoir, I need to build my writing resume. Having this website (and my former blog) is a good start, but it’s having my writing in literary journals and widely circulated publications that gives me the credentials I need.

So it’s a big step. I’m glad you’re here to share it with me.

I hope you’ll take a moment and give me your thoughts. Have you ever had a horrible diagnosis that brought you relief? If that makes no sense to you, please read my essay, and hopefully you’ll understand.




14 thoughts on “It’s a big day and a big step!”

  1. It’s crazy! Initially, my aunt who was a massage therapist told me I had smashed sutures in my skull by just feeling it. I didn’t believe her! Then, I had x-rays done, because I was numb waste down by a chiropractor who discovered my cranial compression on my left side. It was strange because she asked me to raise my eyebrows and I couldn’t. She then said I had TBI from my accidents, which was heartbreaking but relieving because for months we had done so many tests, never realizing the core problem being my head. 😣

  2. Wow, Jack, what a scare. Thank goodness they did open him up – can you imagine the repercussions if they didn’t, and it was discovered after he died that it was just an appendix? BTW – I don’t mean “just” as in no big deal, because obviously a burst appendix can kill you. But to think that it’s so easily remedied, and they could have missed it? So scary. I’m glad your story had a happy ending!

  3. My father-in-law, many years ago, started feeling nauseated and light-headed. Sugars out of whack (he was diabetic)? No more than usual. Maybe something he ate? Nobody else affected… but maybe Dad was just more sensitive to something? Then he started throwing up and it was ER time. The ER doc handed over to the ICU doc who handed over to the specialist doc who handed him back, and nobody had a clue. Dad kept getting worse: BP dropping, in and out of consciousness. The family came in to say goodbye. Finally his doctor asked for permission to open Dad up and take a look around, basically because he couldn’t figure out anything else to do but watch him die. So Dad went into the OR, they cut him open… and as his doctor later put it, “I was seeing inflammation all over, but there was no source — and then I looked at his appendix, which was completely burst. And I felt this tremendous relief! He has appendicitis! I CAN FIX THIS!” Because of age and his other medications, Dad didn’t present as someone with a burst appendix, until they were able to actually look. His doctors fixed him up, he came home a week later, and lived for many more years (congestive heart failure with diabetic complications finally took him down).

    So yes, burst appendix — what wonderful awful news!

  4. Congratulations Karen! Good for you girl!😄 Yes, finding out I have TBI was better than knowing something was dreadfully wrong but no Dr could find that through blood tests. So, it was a relief in a way just knowing it wasn’t all in my
    head figuratively speaking. 😉

    1. Thanks Vivian! It’s amazing how easily sometimes doctors can overlook things. And it’s then validating to know that it’s REAL. May I ask how they determined you had a TBI?

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