Category: Blogging
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H&W| When Sitting Still Hurts
đż When Sitting Still Hurts: The Connection Between Constipation and Back Pain By Simply Flava Letâs be honest â constipation isnât glamorous to talk about, but itâs something so many of us quietly deal with. Between long hours sitting at work and stress that tightens everything (including our gut), itâs no wonder our bodies start to…
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H&W|When Pain Management Targets the Nerves
Understanding Neurotomy: When Pain Management Targets the Nerves A patient called today asking about a neurotomy, and Iâll admit â I had to look it up myself. The word sounded familiar, but I wanted to be sure before answering. What I found was actually fascinating. A neurotomy is a procedure that involves cutting or disrupting…
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Life | Coming Home to My Peace
Coming Home to My Peace After a day of ringing phones, problem-solving, and pouring out care, I cross my threshold and exhale. My home is where the noise softens and my spirit remembers itself. Musty posts up at the window like a tiny security guard. Ghini shuffles close, offering that warm, wordless comfort only cats…
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H&W|Eight Chairs, One Moment of Calm
Eight Chairs, One Moment of Calm By Lady Flava | Simply Flava Reflections Today, I finally joined the CV Crew for chair yoga â eight of us moving, stretching, and breathing together. đ§ââïž Nurse Kirstin started this shortly after I began working here, but Iâm usually upstairs when they do it. Today, though, was my…
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Life|65|Reflections on Healing & Remembrance
đ» The Warmth They Leave Behind Simply Flava | Reflections on Healing & Remembrance Sometimes love doesnât disappear; it just changes shape. It becomes a blanket folded in a drawer, a photo glowing beneath a lamp, a tumbler on a shelf that still feels like a friendâs steady hand. When I pulled out Sherylâs Seahawks blanket…
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Blog Challenge|When I First Felt Like A Grown Up
When was the first time you really felt like a grown up (if ever)? đ» When Was the First Time You Really Felt Like a Grown-Up? I think Iâve always carried myself with a sense of maturity, even as a preteen. I wasnât overly playful, but I loved to laugh and have fun. I just had…

