The Walking Barometer

I get into bed and wrap myself in a snug blanket; there is a chill in the summer air normally reserved for autumn. I watch as murky clouds sweep over the blue and obliterate the sunset. I can hear the old lady out on the deck. She rocks in a wooden chair, looking to the…

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I Used To Be a Morning Person

We stood in the hallway, just he and I in our own little bubble, while the party raged on around us. His sandy hair kissed the top of his forehead, inviting me to run my fingers through the silky strands. His deep blue eyes looked into my soul and my heart quivered at the very…

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The Lonely Rings

A chestnut jewellery hutch stands proudly against the cream wall. She is adorned with several drawers and secret compartments to safeguard the jewellery within her walls – strands of silver and gold chains, beaded necklaces, pendants , earrings, colorful bangles, sparkling hair pins, delicate bracelets – everything a woman needs to dress up for a…

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Me versus the Mayonnaise Jar

The Mexican stand-off – a rotund opponent with a blue lid lies in wait on the counter, guns drawn, and a sneer on his transparent face. I pace the floor, flexing my fingers, prepping for the fight. The old lady rubs my shoulders, like a trainer sending his boxer to the ring. We’d met before,…

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The Arrival

The old lady arrived one crisp October morning when I tried to rise from my bed. My muscles were stiff and sore, and I wondered if I had overdone it in dance class. I could still hear the music playing while I slowly padded around my kitchen making my coffee. I swayed to the sound…

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Welcome

Hello and Welcome to “The Old Lady In My Bones”. This is a blog about arthritis and what it’s like to live with this disease. Most people think arthritis is associated with the elderly, but it is a disease that touches people of all ages. I was diagnosed with early Rheumatoid arthritis in my thirties. I…

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If You Like What You See

Some people have inquired if there’s a place to donate on my blog. This is for those who would like to offer extra support for my work and I thank you for this.

A bigger thank you to all my readers who offer ongoing support simply by stopping by for a visit. I enjoy writing and interacting with you.

About me

J.G. Chayko is a writer, actress, and international arthritis advocate who’s been involved in theatre for more than 30 years and has published poetry, fiction, and creative non-fiction.