Friday, September 29, 2017

Trolls: Warping the Internet into a Sadist’s Playground


Miracle GirlTrolls: Warping the Internet into a Sadist’s Playground

What drives the twisted minds of trolls? Every advance in communication technology seems to be accompanied by those who get their jollies from abusing it to harass the innocent.
But we can’t allow the worst in humanity to darken the best of the web.

Thursday, September 28, 2017

Pre-existing Conditions: When the Foxes Own the Healthcare Coop


Miracle GirlPre-existing Conditions: When the Foxes Own the Healthcare Coop

Trumpcare is dead. Again. But GOP predators haven't stopped stalking Medicaid and threatening the healthcare of millions of people with pre-existing conditions.
When the foxes own the chicken coop, the hens better stay on their guard.

Friday, September 22, 2017

Graham-Cassidy: The Final Trumpcare Resurrection


Miracle GirlGraham-Cassidy: The Final Trumpcare Resurrection

Hatred of the Affordable Care Act is the ultimate zombie, eating the brains of the GOP. And Graham-Cassidy is the final result.
Indeed, this brainless and heartless bill pickpockets Medicaid expansion states and resurrects pre-existing condition exclusions.
Way to go, GOP.

Tuesday, September 19, 2017

True Grit: Discovering Your Strength Within and Without


Miracle GirlTrue Grit: Discovering Your Strength Within and Without

"You are my inspiration," said the man. "You're so strong," added his female companion. Before my coma, those words wouldn't have been spoken about me. 
It took a coma and some strangers to show me the grit and determination that lay within me. You have it in you, too.
This blast from the past Miracle Girl post could well have been written for Coma Chameleon in the earlier days of my recovery.

Friday, September 15, 2017

You Are Here; the Cassini Spacecraft Isn’t Anymore


Miracle Girl: You Are Here; the Cassini Spacecraft Isn’t Anymore


Cassini died for our bacterial sins, though the plucky spacecraft gave its life for science.
It's up to humans to dedicate themselves to improving life here at home.

Wednesday, September 13, 2017

Saturday, September 9, 2017

Adult ADHD: Curing Chronic Brain Farts…and the Stinks They Cause

Miracle GirlAdult ADHD: Curing Chronic Brain Farts…and the Stinks They Cause
Living with adult ADHD means getting used to frustration and embarrassment. But what to do when the very symptoms of ADHD prevent me from seeking treatment?
What would it take to make me stop procrastinating and finally seek help?

Thursday, September 7, 2017

DACA Dreamers: Raised in America, Its Promise Yanked Away


Miracle GirlDACA Dreamers: Raised in America, Its Promise Yanked Away

To appease his base yet again, President Trump signed away the Dreamers' futures with the stroke of his pen.

Imagine being forced from your home and sent to a place you don't even remember. Will the Dreamers' American dream turn into that nightmare?

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In July of 2013, I fell into a six-week coma and nearly died. When I awoke from the coma, I could barely lift my head. It has been a hard road to recovery. The doctors advised my loved ones to give up all hope for my full recovery, but while they were shining lights in my eyes to gauge my level of consciousness, I was telling them grumpily to leave me alone because I was trying to get back to sleep...in my coma-dream. I was experiencing covert cognition, and the coma-dream was my version of a near-death experience. I'm a skeptic, so I saw surreal images instead of spirits or dead loved ones. According to my research, as many as one in five people with consciousness disorders have covert cognition.

Not a miracle recovery, but a miracle of modern medicine

In 2013 I fell into a six-week coma and nearly died after I contracted legionella. The Legionnaire's disease was in turn triggered by immunosuppression caused by the prednisone I was taking for my rare autoimmune disease, dermatomyositis.

I suffered a series of strokes on both sides of my brain when the sepsis caused my blood pressure to plummet. I fell into a deep coma. My kidneys and lungs began to fail, as my body was began dying one organ at a time. My doctors told my loved ones to give up hope for my full recovery. They expected me to die, and even if I somehow lived, I would remain a vegetable or at best left so hopelessly brain-damaged that I would never be same. But unbeknownst to them, while they were shining lights in my eyes and shaking their heads, I was telling them in my coma-dream--my secular version of a near-death experience--to leave me alone because I was trying to get back to sleep. I was experiencing what is known as covert cognition, the subject of my Skeptical Inquirer article "Covert Cognition: My So-Called Near-Death Experience," which appeared in their July/August issue.

But it wasn't a miracle--despite what so many continue to believe--that I recovered so fully. I owe my life not to God, but the miracles of modern medicine, as well as the nature of the watershed-area brain damage I suffered, as I detailed in my article and in this blog.