I’ve wanted to write a post for a while now, but the words just wouldn’t come. I think the combination of my massive doses of muscle relaxers coupled with a... Read More

I thought you should know the truth. It’s now 25 sleeps until baclofen pump surgery day and I’m falling apart. Losing my mind. Feeling terrible and wishing my life away.... Read More

I’m officially 31 sleeps away from my very special Valentine’s Day date night with Dr. Nestor the Long-Eared neurosurgeon and the pieces are starting to come together. I’ve gotten my... Read More

Well. He really isn’t that hot per se. He is a rather twee little man who wears very slim trousers that stop about 3 inches above his ankles with a... Read More

I used to get all geared up for these end of year posts, back when I was a blog writing newbie. I could feel the inspiration flowing before I even... Read More

I realized today that I’d not updated the blog with my latest news coming out of my test dose of intrathecal baclofen to determine my suitability for the baclofen pump.... Read More

My dad had 4 sisters that were very much a part of my childhood. Aunt Gail had a glamorous career with the airlines. Rosemary and her husband Uncle Donald lived... Read More

So, wow. Things look a little different around here, don’t they? I felt like the blog needed a little love. The thing is, when I started writing this blog and... Read More

It’s the eve of the end of another time in my life that I probably wouldn’t have the perfect name for if I didn’t also have the perfect therapist for... Read More

It’s a good night to talk about terrifying things, right? No. I’m not talking about creepy baby dolls or marionettes or ventriloquist’s dummies or even movies about satanic possession or... Read More