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J.G. Chayko

I am a writer living on the beautiful West Coast in Vancouver B.C. I am a poet at heart but also write prose, fiction and creative non-fiction. In my thirties, while working for a Rheumatology clinic, I was diagnosed with early Rheumatoid Arthritis. I created " The Old Lady In My Bones" to share my experience living with this disease and to create an awareness that arthritis touches people of all ages, not just the elderly.
J.G. Chayko has written 199 posts for The Old Lady in my Bones

Changing the Colors of Arthritis Awareness

September is the beginning of change – the air is crisper, the morning dew thicker, the lush green leaves of summer mutate into a vibrant burnt orange, the rains return and at night, the wind howls as we snuggle under our blankets. Gone are the idle days of summer, now it’s back to work and … Continue reading

A Destructive Beauty

The summer heat arrived in July and thrust our lush west coast into a drought. Forest fires began their deadly run through the province. Every year we are forced to cope with massive fires that ravage our desiccated land under a relentless heat. Our summers are stronger, hotter and longer; our winters colder, moist and … Continue reading

Predator Summer

Seagulls have nested peacefully on our building’s rooftop for several years. I wake to their haunting cries, I feel the crisp ocean air, and smell that hint of brine. Each call is distinctly different – they cry when the clouds crowd in, they coo and laugh to their fledglings, they squawk out warnings and messages … Continue reading

Just Live

Every month, it seems, there is a call to action to advocate for a specific disease. Social media explodes with ribbons of various colors representing different types of illness. There are posts on victories, stories of defeat, facts, statistics and figures. It’s a grand opportunity to add our voice, share our experience, invite people into … Continue reading

Restorative Moments

I love my yoga sessions. I love how the feeling of stretch revives my stiff joints, and I enjoy the calm fluidity of moving from one pose to another. Depending on how I feel, I either do a short course of yoga or a long one, but no matter how long my session is, my … Continue reading

The Relationship between Community and Story

The first time you hear the words “Rheumatoid Arthritis” it’s a shock. Even after a few years of living with the diagnosis, the words still hang in the air, sizzling above your head like the lingering buzz of electricity. A diagnosis of RA, or any chronic illness, can be challenging and bewildering – new medications, … Continue reading

Black and White

I always thought the world lost its color in winter. The brilliant blue of the ocean transforms into an intense grey, the sky is covered in somber cloud, the trees are stripped of their lush leaves. The earth appears to sleep in the stillness, waiting for the first rays of spring. When the snow comes, … Continue reading

Ride the Waves

It has been a stormy beginning to 2018. The waves along the west coast are infused with a ferocious appetite, smashing against the black rocks as they charge towards the shoreline. Fat gray clouds bursting with cold rain provoke them, pushing their savage swells over the mountains of rock, and rousing the old lady from … Continue reading

The First Sip

New Year’s resolutions are like the tiny bubbles in champagne – they catch reflections of the life we want, but they rise to the surface too quickly, and pop before we can absorb them. A couple of years ago I wrote about the how the remnants of my broken resolutions found their own life, and … Continue reading

The Best Gifts

On Christmas Eve day, the wild hectic energy of the city fell into calm, swallowed up by the snow-lined boulevards. Jack Frost added an extra nip in the air, and families settled into their homes for a quiet evening before the flood of friends and relatives. The sapphire skies of the past several days disappeared … Continue reading