Category: Journal
Big Dreams
I didn’t think yesterday would be so hard but it was. Looking back on the past two years makes me realize how much I’ve lost. Don’t get me wrong, I’m proud to have created the BLOG. I don’t think I ever would have done it were it not for my LiS, much less stuck with it….
Two Blue
Two years ago today I suffered the stroke that is responsible for the state I find myself in today. Best described as up a creek without a paddle. Not at all an anniversary to be celebrated, but like Pearl Harbor, it forever will be a day I will commemorate. Not a day to celebrate, but…
Play the Hand You’re Dealt
Nearly two years into a new lifestyle I did not choose, I still do not have a pain medication that is effective for me. Though they have tried many, sadly none have worked. I have sometimes wondered if the blockage in my brainstem is responsible for my quadriplegia, and could also be keeping the pain-killing…
Setteling
We too often settle on a lesser version of ourselves. When we are in our formative years we want to be an astronaut, doctor, or in my case, it was an architect. Somewhere along the line, I let myself get distracted, but I always thought that there was plenty of time. And while we may…
Labor Day 2023
Today was Labor Day, 2023. A day that is for many the end of summer, though officially that will not occur for a few weeks. I say good riddance. It is my least favorite of the seasons, and this summer has been particularly brutal. Soon we will hearken back the season I enjoy the most… …
The More Things Change…
Abraham Lincoln once said, “The best way to predict the future is to create it.” It’s really just a statement of the obvious. The reality is the future is a merger of our past and present. The inevitable outcome of the decisions we’ve made or are currently making. We create the person we ultimately become….
Get Off My Lawn
I have been on a self-imposed hiatus of sorts. Some inner conflict that I needed to work through. In addition, I decided to reassess the direction of my BLOG posts. I started making my writings about and worrying about my popularity. How many views I was, or I should say, wasn’t getting, that’s what consumed…
Update
I have no breath control. My breathing is shallow and fairly rapid. It is automatic. I cannot hold my breath by choice. However, every 12 minutes, my body takes a deep breath. The time varies, sometimes it occurs as soon as 5 minutes, and it has been as long as 19 minutes. It’s funny how I…
‘Til You Can’t
I need to start writing more about my experiences during my long 76-day stay in the hospital and the short four-day stint I spent in that nursing home. While those times were filled with some pretty unpleasant memories, I believe I’m far enough removed now that they won’t trigger the same anxieties I developed back…