This Lupus Life

I am the dancer and Lupus is my music. I want to make it look beautiful

Me and my green thumb

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I wouldn’t call myself much of a gardener. My mother certainly is, and so were my grandmothers. In fact all the matriarchal figures in my family are very informed when it comes to plants and gardens and ‘growing things’.

Me, however, I like to kill things. A cactus wouldn’t last long near me. Bamboo certainly never has. Not for lack of trying. After much research into soil health, seasonal planting, plant types and climates I was still failing. I gave gardening of any kind a miss for the plain fact that I was wasting so much money.

In late 2009 my parents bought a new house with a nice established garden, everything seemed simple. There was a small patch near the laundry window that was empty, but otherwise nothing new was needed.

At the end of 2010 I finally got up the courage to have another attempt. My friend Shane told me broccoli was almost like a weed in a way, hard to kill once it’s established. So I bought a punnet. By the moon phases I learned the right date to plant. Since I was at the shop I also grabbed two capsicum and a chilli, a punnet of lettuce, one of carrots and one of cucumber. I figured I might as well.

Everything took off well, it was the right time of year for everything but broccoli. The broccoli just grew poorly. For the last 4 months I have been dealing with an overflow of chilli and a decent amount of capsicum. My broccoli is just flowering and the rest died because it is what they were meant to do.

I am so proud of how I am doing so far I think I will try my hand at herbs…


Author: Chevron Spots

I am in my mid twenties and fighting my battles to discover who I am and where I fit in to this zany, beautiful world. I was diagnosed with Lupus in in 2008. This takes up most of my focus, as I want to share the experience of trying to live with and rise above chronic invisible illness, so to speak. I would like to stress very much the information regarding medications, medical procedures and illnesses are discussed from my point of view, and with my understanding, colloquialisms and metaphors. I do not attempt to be legally and precisely accurate for the general population, rather I try to be emotionally and descriptively true to my experiences. I hope I can help in understanding others with chronic illness by providing one more personal recount of just how spontaneous and difficult these lives really are. One day I hope to visit every continent, climb some pretty high mountains, sleep in an ice cavern, marry a wonderfully understanding man, have children and teach more children. Mostly, I just want a simple life, you know the house with a husband and kids. Oh, and no pain.

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