Hello, and welcome to my blog!
My name is Zara Pickel, and I am a 25-year-old Canadian (sorry!) who has just started these fancy internet journal-ing shenanigans. I was pursuing a Bachelor of Science degree, majoring in Cellular Molecular Biology. In November 2015, I had to withdraw from the degree I was more than half done. This blog will mainly be about my health concerns, namely a neurological pain condition called Complex Regional Pain Syndrome (CRPS). It’s a new life I am living with this. I know putting it out there will help me, and hopefully it will also give my support system a better look into how I feel if they choose to read it. I was diagnosed with CRPS on January 12, 2016 remotely through a third party private service called Best Doctors. The initial injury that incited the CRPS was a knee sprain, done at work in a Stampede party tent on the night of July 3, 2015.
Before I lost some mobility, I was a Fierce Twerker and had just started offering Twerkshops to my friends. Point blank, I’m trying to get back to twerk…heh heh. I also dearly miss cooking, something that is a huge part of my identity. Another thing I am trying to get back to are the family vacations to the American Southwest, the Mojave Desert, Burning Man, the Sierra Nevada World Music Festival, California, B.C. camping, and more. The best decision I made throughout this whole thing was going to Burning Man for my ninth year, in 2015. I was in pain there, and things were just about to go severely downhill beyond what I could have ever anticipated. However, I cooked, danced, twerked, drank, and had a really great time with my dad and my lovely friends. I am so glad I convinced myself a vacation would do more good than bad. Best meal I prepared there was probably the jerk chicken on the charcoal grill. No, it was definitely the jerk chicken on the charcoal grill.
I live with my parents, younger sister, and fur child. They are all amazing caregivers and I am incredibly lucky and thankful to have them. I am an amazingly fortunate individual, and I have to note that without their support this situation would have likely decimated me financially, mentally, and spiritually. We have always been a wonderfully close family, and have dealt with numerous serious health issues between all of us in the past. My sister and I were raised in a hands-on type of way, where we were encouraged to experience things for ourselves to learn from. I credit these types of experiences for the conviction I felt that something was wrong in my body, despite little to no empirical evidence supporting my claim. I love you guys.
Please enjoy my blog and feel free to contact me if you have any questions (email@example.com). I do enjoy some colourful language at times, and some of the content may be frightening, or graphic in nature. I would not generally recommend my blog as a bed-time story for tots. Just so you know.
Thank you so much!
[This photo was something I submitted for an Instagram contest for Astral Harvest Music & Arts Festival tickets in 2014. Yes I have a butt mould. I told you guys, Fierce Twerker.]