24/03/2026
Hospital Fatigue
Today I’m calling it what it is… Hospital Fatigue.
The endless appointments.
The treatments.
The waiting rooms.
The conversations about blood results and medications that become part of your everyday vocabulary.
Living with an autoimmune disease means accepting that hospitals, doctors, and treatments will always be part of my life. Some days I face it head on with strength and determination. Other days… I simply need to walk in the opposite direction for a moment and forget that this lifelong battle exists.
Not because I’m giving up.
But because even fighters need to breathe.
I want to take a moment to acknowledge the incredible doctors and medical teams who have stood beside me through this journey. Your knowledge, compassion and commitment never go unnoticed. You carry people like me through the hardest days, and for that I am deeply grateful.
But today is also about honesty.
Living with chronic illness can be exhausting in ways people don’t always see. It’s the quiet fatigue of always managing something that never truly goes away.
Still — I refuse to surrender to it.
I will keep fighting.
I will keep showing up.
And I plan on living a long, full life — even if it means treatment is part of that life forever.
Some days I rest.
Some days I step away.
But I never quit.