Black and Blue Ribbons - a Column by Karen Del Vecchio

I’m exhausted. I feel like I say that a lot, but it’s true. I’m physically tired, both from going nonstop and from being sore due to falling off my horse Cherry. I’m emotionally tired because I’m fed up with the fact that something as small as a broken finger…

Every day I’m incredibly thankful to be able to see a fantastic massage therapist on a regular basis. People often don’t understand how Ehlers-Danlos syndrome (EDS), which causes loose tendons and ligaments, leads to exceptionally tight muscles. Once I explain that it’s my body’s compensatory effort to try to make…

A few weeks ago I was pretty happy to hear that because my finger injury was a break in the bone, my Eherls-Danlos syndrome (EDS) likely wouldn’t significantly impede my recovery. For the actual bone, that’s true. However, what we’ve since figured out in physical therapy is that I probably…

I saw a cartoon the other day that showed a husband and wife sitting on a sofa. The wife asked her husband how his day was. He answered, “It was a total 2020.” His wife replied, “Say no more.” I had a “2020 day” last Sunday. No, I don’t…

Well, it’s been a rather eventful week since my last column. I was excited to have an appointment scheduled with a veterinarian last week for my horse Cherry to check on her healing from an injury, and to see if we could move to the next phase of rehab.

Life has continued to be a stressful whirlwind of teaching, college counseling, and just trying to manage the all-hands-on-deck reality of working in a school that’s back in session with kids on campus. It’s going about as well as anyone could’ve hoped, but…

Last weekend, I had a chance to go to my parents’ house for a while. They live only about 45 minutes away, but with everything I’ve had going on at work recently, I’ve been so busy I haven’t made it over there too often. I was hanging out and…

Like many people with Ehlers-Danlos syndrom, I often have gastrointestinal issues. I was diagnosed with a gut motility issue as a teenager, but I can really trace the problem back to when I was born. My parents have always joked about how I never let them sleep through the…

Well, the past week and a half has been a baptism by fire, to say the least. I currently have nowhere near enough hours in my day to handle everything that needs to be done, and then manage any form of self-care other than riding.

Well, it’s been quite a week. Just two days before school started at the high school where I work, I was asked to pick up a section of Honors U.S. History to teach in addition to my duties as a college counselor and an adviser to international students.