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Sandra Jean-Pierre | Digital Artist & Writer of Words.

Category: Health

Disabled Chronicles – Covid19 Edition, No.21

He was late. I hung around the TeleHealth conference room 20 minutes past my 3:30pm appointment. I checked if I had connected correctly, followed all the procedures… and I had. It wasn’t me, it was Him. So I waited some more. A very bored but familiar lead doctor popped up on my screen, followed by a very quiet secondary Fellow I had never met. We exchanged pleasantries and I was informed the Neurologist (in charge of the SMA Clinic overseeing

Disabled Chronicles – COVID-19 Edition, No.23

That one time you steal out yo house to make a quick trip to Walgreens to get some OTC meds cause you ran out and though delivery would have been optimal it was 1) too expensive and b) wouldn’t arrive until next week 🙄 So you convince yourself that the quick trip would be worth it and you head out at top speed, causing your front wheels to rattle like they about to give up on life, while you watching

Disabled Chronicles – COVID-19 Edition, No.20

Ya know… there’s a whole bunch of new folx out here during this COVID19 situation who are feeling a whole lot of panicked and uncomfortable around being food insecure, housing insecure and unsure how they’re gonna meet their bills because what they have coming in, won’t meet what they have to spend. A whole lot of folks having to deal with being home and being afraid for their health because other folks won’t do their part to help everyone be

Disabled Chronicles, No2e1

I casually came to know his name. He was next up to get dosed after my trial at the hospital. When I bid my awesome nurses goodbye until my next maintenance dose, I cheered on Joe (not his real name) and wished him (in absentia) and the team of nurses well and good luck. If the medication worked half as well for him as it did for me, I knew what kind of life changing experiences he was lined up

Disabled Chronicles, No.2e

Her finger landed in the space between my eyes gently, like a soft cat paw, sending a hush of quiet energy through my body and mind. “In meditation they tell Us to tap and focus here…” She couldn’t have known about the year I spent in meditation study under the Sant Mat tradition with Steve. And how before he doula’d us into the sacred silence of meditation following the teachings of Saint Kirpal Singh, he’d touch the same space between

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