I know. It’s been forever since I’ve posted or updated and I have no real excuse for it other than that being in this hospital has thrown me off my... Read More

They expect me to shower. Not just once. No they expect me to shower twice. Using some weird red antibacterial soap that looks and smells strange. Oh, I did it... Read More

Here’s the thing. I know the number 4 isn’t particularly lucky and I also know that usually one lucky number is followed by a not-so-lucky number and I’m already mentally... Read More

For anyone with a command of basic math, you’ve probably already figured out that the image up there should be a number 9 and not a number 10. There’s a... Read More

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