Big boys don’t cry.

On August 11 last year, I celebrated the anniversary of my not so glamorous injury. 23 years ago is a very long time. I did as I always do on one of these anniversaries, count my chickens and consider myself lucky to be alive with someone to love. That same day as I went about with my lukewarm life, I was terrified to learn of Robin Williams death. Alternating bouts of tears and disbelief I decided that it was very appropriate for this to happen on a day that typically finds me saying ‘thank you.’ (more…)

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Closer to the Start of It.

Well, in my last post, I’m sure you don’t remember, I was in the middle of six weeks of IV drug therapy for a bad infection that I had in a wound. Even though the antibiotics felt like poison in my system, I survived and I’m happy to report that I received an all clear from my infectious disease doctor. That’s right, I’m alive and doing fine. The progress made by my wound has been remarkable. Wounds_20 (more…)

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The Invisibility Factor

The weather here's been beautiful. When the weather reaches the point where it seems as though it just couldn't get any better, you feel awfully guilty unless you're outside living in it. I've been trying pretty hard to make sure that I'm out whenever possible. Now that doesn't always work. I tend to be a bit of a sloth regardless of the weather. But I had a pretty good sunburn…

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