For Ehlers-Danlos Awareness month, we are prompted to share our paths to diagnosis for day fifteen. It was a dreary winter day, normal and rainy like a typical December day … Continue reading My Path to Diagnosis

For Ehlers-Danlos Awareness month, we are prompted to share our paths to diagnosis for day fifteen. It was a dreary winter day, normal and rainy like a typical December day … Continue reading My Path to Diagnosis
When I entered the family history center that stormy April afternoon, I had one thing on my mind; I had never seen a photo of my father’s father. I was 46 and I had never seen my grandfather’s face.
I typed his name into the search bar on the site, Newspapers.com, “George R. Slighte,” the results came back instantly.