Private Chef, Writer & Podcaster
A tragic MRI accident in Westbury, NY, has one private chef and chronic illness survivor reflecting on medical safety, invisible disabilities, and the emotional weight of navigating life with sarcoidosis and heart failure. For fellow spoonies and debut authors juggling symptoms, appointments, and everything in between—this one hits close.
There is truly nothing I can say. Nothing. Federal workers warned for months that the high-energy biscuits would go to waste. — Read on http://www.theatlantic.com/health/archive/2025/07/usaid-emergency-food-incinerate-trump/683532/
If you live with heart failure, chronic illness, or just have a low tolerance for loud nonsense, you’re not alone in hating the Fourth of July fireworks. Here’s a sarcastic take from a private chef with sarcoidosis who would gladly trade in the “bombs bursting in air” for a drone show and a quiet night.
Living with sarcoidosis can feel like starring in a long-running medical sitcom where the plot twists pop up at the most inconvenient times, including when you’re on vacation trying to rest. Without giving too much away, let’s just say my quiet beach getaway took an unexpected turn—and you’ll have to read the full post to see how a simple trip turned into something far stranger.
Some days, while easing into the morning and pretending the world makes sense, I stumble across online advice so astonishing it makes sarcoidosis feel like the most logical part of my life. And recently, “Dear Prudence” delivered guidance so unhinged—I had to sit there blinking like a confused owl, wondering who exactly we’ve trusted with our emotional emergencies.
Tate Basildon 