At this point, my time in California has come to an end. Not for any particularly bad reason, but I’ve been offered the opportunity to move back to the east coast and I’ve taken it. I’m in Ohio as I write this, en route to Maryland.
It wasn’t a move I foresaw happening a year ago, but it’s one that’ll place me back in proximity to the majority of my friends (and Johns Hopkins, according to my ophthalmologist) and in an area that’s familiarish to me again. I liked what I was able to see of California, but being sick left me so completely wiped out that the majority of my time was spent in a single room. Hopefully, this won’t have to be that way.
I’ll be in a metropolitan area, too– I liked the area I lived in in California, but it didn’t work very well for me for a couple of reasons. For one, I was too far from a hospital in my opinion. Considering how pressure spikes and electrolyte imbalances can wreak havoc on me, I didn’t feel comfortable being in a relatively rural area where riding to the hospital– let alone waiting for an ambulance– could take a pretty considerable amount of time. Secondly, making new friends wasn’t very easy for me. Since I work from home (when I’m able to), I don’t get to meet people through work. I’m not in school, so I don’t get to meet fellow students. Meetup groups are pretty awesome, but there weren’t any that matched my interests and were close enough for me to visit. Public transit was kind of a no-go, too… Since my vision’s compromised, driving isn’t really a thing I can do safely. Fortunately, I think I’ll be in a much better position where I’m headed.
As scary as it is to attempt a move across the country with a chronic illness to worry about, I’m pretty optimistic.