Blog #advocacy

sometimes it feels like you’re watching out at the world where no one can see back in… Enter this poem “icebox.” An open, grieving, hard to get up in the morning kind of poem. A strange dichotomy of feeling joy for people around me yet grief for myself. It's the loss of my health, yet finding a community and, in a sense, a voice.

Does travel look different post thyroidectomy? You bet it does… It comes with a lot more preparation and planning than I used to consider for a weekend away, but that won’t stop me from having fun!

It’s just the beginning of advocacy for me! Check out some of the insights gained from a week with the NCCS in June!