EDIT (08/29/21): I published this a few days ago but I am going to update it due to a comment I got from Rebecca (see below.) I think not calling it the BIG C and referring to it as the little c would be much more appropriate. I can’t change the title because it would mess up the original URL of the post, but I am going to change it in the body of the text. Thanks Rebecca! I’ve written…
I met Isaiah last weekend when my dog Finn and I spent three days and two nights on the Appalachian Trail. Isaiah is an interesting chap. Definitely not the kind of person I would usually hang around with. The introvert voice in me told me to get away from this guy as quick as possible. For once, I didn’t listen to that voice and I’m glad I didn’t. Otherwise, I wouldn’t have got to have an experience that took me…
What bugger am I talk about? You might have heard a few things about it. Here’s a picture of it. Seen something like that before? Yeah, you have. It’s that damn COVID-19 bug! Mother fucker got me bad! Wait, you say? You said you think it got you. You don’t know? It’s not confirmed, but I am 99.9% sure it was COVID. I’ll tell you why I think so and why I didn’t get it confirmed. First of all I…
This is just a short post to remember this day 19 years ago. I looked back over my blog and saw that I have never posted about 9/11 and I think I have been remiss. Some people want to forget it ever happened. I am not one of those people. I will never forget, and I don’t think anyone should. This is not a political post. It’s a post to remember that horrific day and to honor the heroes that…
Why do I love Mark Zuckerber and that other guy, I think his name is Eduardo Something? Because they invented Facebook. You might have heard about it. It’s a place where we can show people what we are eating. It’s a place where we can post selfies of our duck face. It’s a place where we can fight about our political views. It’s a place we can spend hours and hours on and get absolutely nothing done. It’s the social…
That’s not a typo in the title. You’ll see in a minute. A couple of posts ago I wrote an update to my ongoing liver problems. I talked about how I had a new nurse practitioner that went to bat for me with my liver doctor to get the ball rolling on a living liver transplant. If you look in the comments below that post you’ll see that I got good news about how my doctor waived my MELD score…
This is not much of a post. It’s been a bit since I whined about my medical problems so I thought I would give y’all a small update. I’ve been languishing in an oxymoronic purgatory, waiting to get worse so I can get better. I had to make another change in medical professionals treating me. I am still seeing the same liver doctor but I changed to a different nurse practitioner. The NP does most of the hands on interaction…
I’m back! Did you miss me? I’ve been MIA for a while but this time it wasn’t my fault. I swear! Back in March I suffered a detached retina in my right eye. This is not my first rodeo with that particular condition, as several years ago the same thing happened in my left eye. This time the tear in the retina wasn’t quite as bad as the last time so the doctor wanted to try an in office procedure…
I figured I’d drop a few lines and give you an update on the ongoing saga that is my health. It’s confirmed now. Meine Leber ist kaputt. That’s German for my liver is broken. I’m not sure why I said it in German. I guess I thought it sounded more ominous that way. Most things do sound ominous in German. For example, Ich liebe Welpen. Now doesn’t that sound ominous? Know what it means? I love puppies. See what I’m…
Just recently went through the hardest break up of my life. This is how it went down: Me: We need to talk. Beer: Uh oh, this doesn’t sound good. Me: There’s no easy way to say this, we can’t see each other anymore. Beer: No! Why not? What have I done? Me: It’s not you, it’s me. Beer: Yeah, I’ve heard that one before. Me: No, in this case it literally is me. Beer: What you talkin’ about Willis? Me: If we…