The anxieties slip into my room before dawn in their sparkle-appliqued caftans and elastic-waist pants, Lee Press-On nails clacking. (I’ve never gotten a clear glimpse, but that’s how I picture them.) They begin… Continue reading
One thing that I’m not a fan of – is this infernal incrementally feeling better, so one day, I’ll wake up, feel pretty good, do a little walk in the morning and things… Continue reading
Good Day, Let me tell you a little bit about what happens around the house when you can’t use your arms, or chest. Right off the bat, you can’t use your arms or… Continue reading
Before we dig in to todays gourmet post. Let me take a minute to tell you about my good friend Brent. Brent is a super guy I met while volunteering for the Special… Continue reading
Years ago – I remember seeing a little known Disney movie by the name of Song of the South. Today, I couldn’t tell you a thing about it, not if my life depended… Continue reading
Being so far away from the main part of the ward & the nurses station had its advantages. For example, I was able to build a rudimentary still like the one they had… Continue reading
There was significance to this day, over and above the fact that it was now I and not Harry Potter who would be forever named “The Boy who Lived”… I was doing well-ish.… Continue reading
Where at first I was cold & reluctant to embrace all my caregivers with open arms and puckered lips, now with each passing day I found myself welcoming their omnipresence. You could simply… Continue reading
Ok well, we’ve made it this far, we’re half-way home… I understand how painful it must be for all of you to have read this far – but in a way, it brings… Continue reading
I woke up the next morning and things weren’t too bad, as long as I remained perfectly still. After an hour or so, around 7, I received my first breakfast, or food of… Continue reading
