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The Year That Was

Evelyn Herwitz · December 27, 2022 · Leave a Comment

When I was in elementary school, my parents loved watching a TV program on NBC called That Was the Week That Was. Biting political satire was TW3’s forté, and nothing was off limits, from abhorent civil rights murders in Mississippi* to Barry Goldwater’s 1964 presidential bid. Adapted from the BBC original, the US program ran from 1964-1965, and introduced host David Frost to American audiences in the second season. Among the regulars were Henry Morgan, Phyllis Newman, Alan Alda, and Nancy Ames. Tom Lehrer wrote some his most famous songs for the program, including Vatican Rag and National Brotherhood Week.

I was so inspired by the show that in the sixth grade, I convinced one of my friends to help me write a version of the TW3  theme song as “That Was the Year That Was” to present to our fellow classmates as an idea for a class play. Needless to say, it went over like a lead balloon, because none of the other kids had any idea what we were singing about. But I have to credit my teacher, who at least let us give it a try. And, fortunately, there was no backlash from parents over our left-leaning politics.

There’s no shortage of political satire on TV and the Internet today, certainly, but TW3 originated the genre, and I wonder what they would have made of 2022. Plenty of material to parody, from botched Covid messaging to outrageous candidates in the Midterms. I just wish today’s TV satirists would rely less on obscenities for laughs and more on the kind of wry, pointed political commentary that TW3 pioneered.

This past year has been laden with so many tragic events—brutal war, needless deaths from the pandemic, too many mass shootings (and by that I mean even one is too many, which we’ve far exceeded), over-the-top partisanship and division, devastating storms driven by climate change—that it sometimes feels hard to find something to laugh about. But we lose our sense of humor at our peril. To quote the ever-quotable Mark Twain, “The human race has only one really effective weapon and that is laughter.”

As we say goodbye to 2022 this weekend and welcome (perhaps with some trepidation after the last few years) what 2023 has in store, here’s hoping that whatever comes, we all find some good reasons to laugh at our very human foibles, make some time to be silly, and face truths worth contemplating at the heart of the joke.


* Some readers may find this YouTube clip offensive. I doubt if it would be allowed on TV today, risking backlash from both ends of the political spectrum. But the musical sketch was intended to shock, for obvious reasons that still sting the American psyche today—as well it should.

Evelyn Herwitz blogs weekly about living fully with chronic disease, the inside of baseballs, turtles and frogs, J.S. Bach, the meaning of life and whatever else she happens to be thinking about at livingwithscleroderma.com. Please view Privacy Policy here.

Image: “Men, possibly broadcasting technicians, seated in front of bank of television sets at the Democratic Headquarters at the Mayflower Hotel, Washington, D.C. on election night, November 3, 1964.” Library of Congress PPOC

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Frazzled

Evelyn Herwitz · December 20, 2022 · 6 Comments

It’s that time of year when everyone is running around trying to finish up last-minute holiday shopping, fretting over holiday menus and meal prep, and stressing over holiday travel, all while Covid once again seems to be nipping at our heels. (PSA: Please get your Covid bivalent booster and flu shot ASAP if you haven’t already!)

Which is why I was grateful to just sit and finish the Times crossword while our Hanukkah candles burned Sunday night, the first night of the eight-day festival. It was peaceful and our home smelled delicious from the latkes Al was frying. And very good they were, too!

I still have a few small gift errands to run. I’ve also, in recent years, shifted from gifts to charitable donations for family members. I ask what they’d like me to support and then make a donation in their names. Everyone feels good, and there’s no risk of the gift being delayed or late, not fitting, or ending up on a shelf. And it’s easy to do.

Still, the frenzy can be contagious, which can be fun if you like all the stimulation. For my inner introvert, however, peaceful moments watching candles burn is more to my liking.

In the midst of all this, whatever your preferred holiday mode, it’s good to know that the Winter Solstice falls on this Wednesday, December 21. Which means that this Thursday, the days will start getting longer again. The difference may be infinitesimal, but in my mind, realizing we’re making the seasonal turn here in the Northern Hemisphere is always a huge.

And with that, I wish you, Dear Reader, a joyful holiday, whatever you celebrate. Let the light shine in.

Evelyn Herwitz blogs weekly about living fully with chronic disease, the inside of baseballs, turtles and frogs, J.S. Bach, the meaning of life and whatever else she happens to be thinking about at livingwithscleroderma.com. Please view Privacy Policy here.

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By the Sea

Evelyn Herwitz · December 13, 2022 · Leave a Comment

Last Friday marked our 38th wedding anniversary, and instead of the usual dinner out (often a challenge around the holidays) or maybe a concert or a show, we decided to escape for the weekend. I love discovering new places to visit, and we both love the ocean, so this time we ventured to the Connecticut shore, to Niantic, a coastal village within the town of East Lyme.

There we discovered a lovely boardwalk (actually, it’s made of concrete) along the shoreline, a park on a bluff overlooking Niantic Bay, and some great restaurants. Niantic Bay links the Niantic River to Long Island Sound, which (I never realized) is an estuary, an essential ecosystem where fresh water mingles with salt water and tides, providing a significant habitat for a bounty of marine creatures and birds. Along the beach we found many scallop shells, native to the bay, and even some sea glass.

Our inn overlooked a marina, which was a plus for Al, who always loves to check out harbors when we’re by the sea. The view was particularly beautiful at night, under a huge full moon. And a big local attraction was the Book Barn, which houses thousands of used books in many, many nooks and crannies. In fact, when I read about Niantic while researching options, that store was the clincher for me. We spent several hours there browsing and, of course, left with more books to read. (Next time, we’ll remember to clear some shelves and bring books to sell to the store, another benefit.)

On Saturday night, we walked a few blocks from the inn to see the annual Niantic Light Parade, a hometown holiday festival of festooned fire engines, local dance troupes in twinkling costumes, the high school marching band, and more. Pure Americana. See the photo of Kermit the Frog, below, along with some other favorite views.

Here’s to more adventures with my dear Al, and many more happy anniversaries to come!

Evelyn Herwitz blogs weekly about living fully with chronic disease, the inside of baseballs, turtles and frogs, J.S. Bach, the meaning of life and whatever else she happens to be thinking about at livingwithscleroderma.com. Please view Privacy Policy here.

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Moonstruck

Evelyn Herwitz · December 6, 2022 · Leave a Comment

I’ve had an Apple watch for a while, now. I made the investment originally because it includes an ECG app, which has come in quite handy numerous times over the past year-plus, as I’ve been trying to understand my arrhythmia and related issues that finally led to a diagnosis of Type II stress-induced pulmonary hypertension. It helps to rule out atrial fibrillation and provides useful data for my cardiologist.

My watch is useful, too, for tracking exercise, and keeping me aware of when I’m getting too sedentary. As I exercise, I can monitor my heart rate, which is important feedback for me as well as for both my cardiologist and pulmonologist, who have given me some guidelines for my ideal range.

All of this is good and valuable for my health. But here’s the fun part: the watch face. You can choose from a variety of styles, and my latest favorite tracks the phases of the moon throughout the month. I’ve paired this with the Hebrew calendar, which is tied to the lunar cycle, and am now more aware of why Jewish holidays arrive when they do.

The neatest part (I really do geek out on this stuff) is that the moon image on the watch changes phases with each day. As I write on Monday afternoon, it is four days before the full moon, and so the moon on my watch is waxing, with just a sliver of dark along the left edge. So, of course, now I’m comparing it to the moon in the night sky. The image on my wrist is remarkably accurate.

I’ve always found the moon to be a comfort. On a clear December night, it gleams like a diamond on black velvet. Illumined by the hidden sun, it still seems to glow from within, radiating calm. However far I travel from home, it’s right there, guarding the night. Even as it reveals itself and recedes from view over a month’s course, it is ever present, repeating its game of hide and seek over and over, throughout millennia.

So, now I carry the moon on my wrist, a reminder of the constancy of change, my own little oasis of calm in the night.

Evelyn Herwitz blogs weekly about living fully with chronic disease, the inside of baseballs, turtles and frogs, J.S. Bach, the meaning of life and whatever else she happens to be thinking about at livingwithscleroderma.com. Please view Privacy Policy here.

Image: Mason Kimbarovsky

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Namaste

Evelyn Herwitz · November 29, 2022 · Leave a Comment

Staying in shape during the pandemic has been, shall we say, a challenge.

The nearby college gym, where I walked an indoor track and rode a stationary bike, shut down to non-students for months in 2020. Even when it reopened for members like me the following year, I didn’t want to risk Covid exposure. Same story for the studio where I took Pilates classes.

I tried some online classes, but that didn’t work. So, I fell back on my favorite form of free exercise, walking my half-hour route around our neighborhood. But, of course, cold weather and rain and ice presented plenty of excuses to cocoon inside.

Other than my daily morning and evening stretches, which have spared me from becoming totally inflexible, I have definitely lost muscle tone and strength. I’ve been somewhat better about taking my walks in good weather, but now that we’re entering winter here in New England, I’m having a harder time pushing myself out the door before it gets dark.

Given my recent diagnosis of Type II stress-induced pulmonary hypertension, however, something had to change. And so, after procrastinating and feeling more creaky as a result, I finally decided to sign up for an easy yoga class to build strength, flexibility, and stress-management skills.

The studio is 15 minutes from home in a lovely, historic carriage house near downtown. As soon as I walked into the space, with its soft lighting and lavender scent, I felt calmer. I introduced myself to the instructor and explained my limitations (can’t flex my wrists, limited range of motion, balance issues, stiff ankles and toes). She was welcoming and immediately helpful, setting me up with a thick yoga mat, knee pad, blanket, and blocks for support, and gave suggestions for how to modify some of the poses. Then, to my surprise, a friend showed up, so I had a buddy.

The hour passed quickly, and the pace was slow enough for my skill level. I’m pretty good at figuring out how to modify poses, although my muscles were definitely trembling with some of the balancing and downward-facing positions. But I made it through. And the most amazing thing—my back felt great afterward, a major bonus.

I returned last week with my younger daughter, who was visiting for the holiday weekend. She has more yoga experience than I do, and she really enjoyed the class, validating my assessment that the instructor is excellent and it’s the right level for me. And, it was great to be able to go together.

So, I’m going to do my best to continue. It feels good to be back in a studio setting with an expert instructor who really cares to help me succeed. It’s also great to realize that I’m not as out of shape as I thought. And finding a much-needed weekly oasis of calm? All the better.

Evelyn Herwitz blogs weekly about living fully with chronic disease, the inside of baseballs, turtles and frogs, J.S. Bach, the meaning of life and whatever else she happens to be thinking about at livingwithscleroderma.com. Please view Privacy Policy here.

Image: Zoltan Tasi

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