You may or may not have noticed, but our blog has been deactivated for the last few weeks. I'd like to say it was because we were overwhelmed by the simultaneous anxiety and ecstasy of the Cubs playoff run and World Series victory. Sorry if you're in Cleveland and are reading this. Maybe next year?
Alas, it was for a different reason.
I don't want to get into it too much, but let's just say being a semi-public figure while being a patient is a weird, weird place to live sometimes. Don't get me wrong, I'm not even implying I have any sort of celebrity status. But I'm out there enough to show up on many Google search hits (that must count for something, right?) When I put personal information out on this blog, as I have the past year with my experiences with EoE, it creates a vulnerability.
Some people in the world have difficulties with maintaining boundaries. Combine this fact with the aforementioned vulnerability and it can cause one to take a step back to evaluate their online presence, blog included. But, after some reflection, I decided not to recoil from this weird, weird world I live in and continue to bridge these two identities as well as I can.
It felt wrong to run away.
We have an orchid in our office that has been consistently blooming for 2 years. I'm no botanist, but my previous orchid experience tells me this is an anomaly. Hell, other orchids in other rooms in our office suite have come and gone, sometimes rather quickly. Not this plant. I've aptly named it "The Highlander" because a) I'm old and like to reference movies from the 1980s and b) anything that refuses to die in my life is named this. I once had a plecostomus who jumped from a fish tank multiple times, survived a tank water heater mishap when all the other fish died, and went on to live for years. Highlander fish.
This orchid has sprouted a new stem even though the current stem has 3 blooms open and another coming to life. This is the most resilient damn orchid I've ever seen.
If this plant can keep going, so can I. But if any of you decide it's a good plan to call me at 5 in the morning to wish me good health, don't. Boundaries.