And all through my brain, were thoughts most unwelcome that may drive me insane. I in my pajamas worn for 27 days my aide in her scrubs, packed up my... Read More

More like everything old is old again, if I’m honest. I’m back at the beginning. A very fine place to start, or so said Fraulein Maria, but I’m almost certain... Read More

So I’m writing on my phone again because I’m coming to you live and direct from the West Penn Hospital Inpatient Rehab Unit (aka IPR for us frequent flyers) and... Read More

I’ve been putting off writing this post for a while now. And now that I’m finally writing it, and on my phone of all things, I’m not sure how eloquent... Read More

I’m sitting here looking at friends’ pictures on Instagram of their super fun long holiday weekend plans, thinking about my family who have gathered at my niece’s new house for... Read More

It’s odd to me how easy it is to forget what it feels like to be home again after a long hospital stay. I mean, I’ve been home now for... Read More

All I can think about on this most auspicious of nights, is “here we go again.” After a little more than a month in the hospital I’m about to be... Read More

There’s a potential discharge date on the horizon and I wish I could adequately explain the degree of anxiety it has created in me. It’s what I’ve wished for since... Read More

And it’s good to know. I mean, I was haunted by the idea that I’d find out what it felt like for my baclofen pump settings to be too high... Read More

I need an attitude adjustment. There’s just no other way to look at it. So, I’ve come back here, my place to examine all things outside of my control, in... Read More