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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 195 posts for The Old Lady in my Bones

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

I Just Keep Flapping My Wings

The clear fall nights burned out with the glow of October’s the Jack o’ lanterns. Molten clouds flowed in from the Pacific and began their relentless saturation of the land. Twenty-seven days of rain filled thirty days in the month of November. The dense clouds took turns lifting the moisture from the ocean, and mercilessly … Continue reading

Fissures of Light

Autumn is one of my favorite seasons. I love the blushing colors of the trees as they prepare for the oncoming winter, the cool mornings glittered with frost, the brilliant blue skies on clear days and the eerie mists that float low over the ground shrouding the night in mystery. It’s the time of All … Continue reading

Diamonds in the Granite

A long dry summer finally succumbed to the cold wet chill of October. It was the first day in months where the skies brimmed with thunder, lightening and rain. A large clap boomed across the sky just before the torrent fell. I was swollen and stiff, the first intense flare to invade my body in … Continue reading

One More Dance

“My passions are who I am. They are written into my DNA. They are my sustenance and my lifeline, and no amount of growling from RA is going to stop me from pursuing them. I will always find a way to shape my creative life around chronic illness, whether it’s on the stage or on … Continue reading