Private Chef, Writer & Podcaster
Living with sarcoidosis and heart failure means juggling oxygen checks, blood pressure readings, fluid retention tests, and everything else my body dreams up when it’s bored. Here’s how I track my symptoms, keep my numbers stable, and try to stay sane while traveling, working, and dealing with water retention that refuses to follow the rules.
Living with heart failure and sarcoidosis means my heart occasionally behaves like a dramatic actor auditioning for a medical soap opera. Between chest pains, racing pulses, doubled diuretics, and the dreaded exercise stress test, I’m learning to survive it all with humor, grit, and just enough sarcasm to stay upright.
A quick trip to the store turned into an unexpected memory about life with chronic illness, oxygen tanks, and the hilariously awkward way two grown men with invisible diseases failed to communicate. If you’ve ever lived with sarcoidosis, heart failure, or just the chaos of being human, this tiny moment might hit home.
There’s something oddly powerful about hurling your emotional baggage into a river. Literally. This ancient-inspired ritual of stones, bells, and Sharpies might just be the weird yet wonderful soul detox we didn’t know we needed. It involves embracing your inner mystic, but don’t worry—no peyote buttons required. Curious yet? You should be.
Living with sarcoidosis already feels like starring in a medical drama I never auditioned for, so imagine my confusion when I got invited to join a “health care bloggers code of ethics” because someone mistook my personal chronic-illness ramblings for professional medical advice. This is what happens when a chef with a faulty immune system uses a heart-and-lung header graphic and the internet panics.
Tate Basildon 