University of Arizona
Great Basin Institute/Death Valley National Park
- health and wellness
- nonfiction books about the impending doom of climate change and other natural resource issues
- reading longfkrm articles
- citizen archivist missions
- Journalism, Communications, Outreach
- Law, Policy, and Regulatory Affairs
- Natural Resource Management
- Water Quality or Watershed Management
- Wildlife, Ornithology, Endangered or Threatened Species
I have a combination of genetic blood clotting factors that put me at an extremely higher risk for thrombotic events than a 'normal' person. This means I am supposed to be on blood thinners for life. Only problem is, they were making feel so fatigued, dizzy, and miserable during college that I decided I would rather roll the dice for my life every day instead of live a life that didn't feel worth living. So for a long time, I haven't considered myself disabled. But now, with reports of COVID-19 increasing coagulation even in normal people, I am back on the medicine I hate, indefinitely. The medicine that has no reversal agent, the medicine that can kill me if I so much as bump my head too hard, the medicine that makes me feel like I can't get out of bed. So now, I re-identify with this label. It is a constant internal conflict for me, on whether I really am.
I don't really know what my accommodation needs are. I wear a medical bracelet now in case I get hit by a car and start hemorrhaging or something.