I had a choice to make last week. Endure yet another dental cleaning filled with inappropriate commentary about my brain tumor (story here), or pull on my big girl panties and address the matter head on. I pulled on my big girl panties, a bit awkwardly, but I did it. Finally. If not for the … Continue reading
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In my post Tactical Diversions and Spontaneous Entertainment, I promised to share more about what my “Magical Magnetic” experiences are like and give you a sneak peek. I hate to disappoint, but I have no superpowers yet. I still get smoked in Mario Karts by Tucker and to Paul’s disappointment, magnets when tossed at me, … Continue reading
Warning: Currently Under The Influence
Thanks to an early afternoon IV cocktail of sedatives to get through my MRI for a nasty case of claustrophobia, I just woke up from a nap and am just about ready to climb back into bed and sleep the rest off. Playing patient is so exhausting. My phone is lighting up like a Christmas … Continue reading
Checking In
I’ve taken a bit of a respite from writing. I didn’t set out to take a break, but our lives have been a little chaotic and now, more than a little complicated. My mother-in-law has been in Intensive Care in critical condition since last Monday and Paul has been in Connecticut by her side with family … Continue reading
For Those Who Just Must Know
Maybe it’s because I have two boys. Maybe it’s an undying curiosity and an inability to respect personal and private boundaries. Maybe I am too sensitive to the subject. Nevertheless, I am asked all the time if I want more children. If I want to try for “that girl”. I’m asked if three boys are … Continue reading
Sharing, Unexpectedly, A Story About Day 1
I volunteer my time as a Patient and Family Advisor for Emory Healthcare as a part of their Patient and Family Centered Care initiative. Working in partnership with administrators, physicians and nurses, I participate in the planning, delivery, and evaluation of healthcare at Emory. Simply put, it’s about including patients and their families as integral … Continue reading
The Letter
I live in fear that someone will spill the beans to my boys and tell them I have a brain tumor, say that cancer or that I am sick. Paul and I decided not to not tell the boys anything when I had my surgery. Other than to say mommy was going on a trip … Continue reading
One Of The Greatest Things Has To Be
Thoughtful people. Really, they are simply splendid. I know I write a lot about stupid people, my headaches, things that make me laugh, cry and my chaos; but what I don’t write enough about are thoughtful people. The list is long and made up of friends, acquaintances, family, readers and nameless strangers. But in the end, regardless … Continue reading
The Fitted Sheet
I think it’s impossible as a mother to be diagnosed with anything life threatening and not immediately look at your husband and feel like you need to train him. Train him in all the things you do everyday, all the things you think about, all the things you would potentially do that he should do; … Continue reading
I Declare!
You know there is a cure for cancer, right? There is a Doctor in Europe that has a cure, but your Doctor, Insurance Company and our Government don’t want you to know about it. People are cured all the time. You should check it out. Ignorance can be cured. Stupid is forever.
Drops of Rain & Drops of Tears
The rain is ruining my life; it gives me headaches and makes me feel like crap. Since the surgery, any rainy day has brought a headache, but they’ve been a day here a day there and it’s all been manageable and easily tolerated. We’re pushing over a month of more rain than sun and … Continue reading
I Declare!
I declare, my kingdom of readers, that people say some really fascinating things. Trust me. Aside from the good stuff, the funny stuff and just plain silly stuff; there’s the “other” stuff. The shitty stuff, the stupid stuff and the “you can’t possibly be that much of an asshole” stuff. I’ve attempted to approach my quandary (the piece of … Continue reading
18 Butterflies
A gift from a friend, 18 handmade butterflies hang in my office above my desk. What I see when I walk into the room and what I look up to when I work and write. From the breezes that come through the window, they flutter, fly and reflect shadows around the room; they are a … Continue reading
GREY MATTER LIFE 