health: winning another battle
“When she woke up and saw they’d taken both breasts, she knew…” It sounds like a line from a horror story, but it was the best thing we could have heard last night. A friend was at GWU Hospital yesterday...
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Take Notes. Is fainthearted one word or two? Student prose has wrecked her spelling. It’s one word. Two words–Faint Hearted–what would that be? The name of a drag queen. People Like That are the Only People Here, Lorrie Moore A...
Frizzy Friday
While I’m all for growing my hair back out for a while, I’m really glad that it’s still short today. I won’t continue moaning about the state of the temperature in my apartment… well maybe just a little, bit. I...
My shoes are too tight and I have forgotten how to dance.
Long story short, I didn’t make it to the AIDS Walk, I’m not pleased about it, but it is what it is. I was absolved of my guilt by someone appropriately empowered to do so, at least. Otherwise, I am...
When Kitties Attack!
So today wasn’t all that bad of a day. Work was… work. I left after a half-day to visit with Justin at the hospital and get directions on tending to the boys. The plan was to visit, get keys and...
Ewww, gross!
I’m just now realizing how important and simultaneously gross it is to be interested and cheerful in my brother and Justin’s abilities to belch and fart. — me, in an IM to Michael a few seconds ago Otherwise, why did...
It’s the smell!
Please friends, could no one else get sick or hurt? Pedestrians watch your step and drivers your blind spots for a while? I really don’t care for hospitals, and I don’t want to visit any more anytime soon. It’s not...
Ok, now they can’t shut him up
I just got off the phone with my brother. He sounds a lot better, speaking much longer sentences, no more breaks where he’s clearly in pain. Apparently his belches are still painful however, that was a treat on the phone,...
Plus ça change, plus c’est la même chose
A picture taken on the way from the airport to the hospital gave me a bit of the nostalgia. The Equitable building has been there ever since I was a kid growing up in Atlanta. We hadn’t even gotten around...