Chronically Catherine: Fabulousness and chronic illness can coexist
March 12, 2021 in Columns, Opinion When I sat down to write this column, I heard the theme song of “Sex and the City” playing in my head — I’m Carrie Bradshaw, channeling my inner 2000s baddie, pretending I’m gossiping with my besties Miranda, Samantha and Charlotte about our wild Friday night escapades in the Big Apple. But this is 2021. We’re in a worldwide pandemic. I’m not Carrie Bradshaw, and I’m not sitting at a boutique cafe sipping lattes with my gal pals. Instead I’m sitting at home in sweat shorts with tubes hanging out of my chest, filling my pill organizers, fli...