I made this print after another round of appointments with my medical team and returning to more prescriptions for my chronic health condition. I felt frustrated that I had to add more pills to my daily pile. A part of me felt embarrassed that I needed to take even more pills than I do already. There’s still ableism I need to work through in so many parts of my own health experience. Another part of me felt envious for the days when I didn’t need to take any pills, a privilege I now recognize.