This’ll be a teaser of an update because I want to fully appreciate the present while I’m still here, in North Carolina, in a beach house with people I love. A tropical storm has been pounding the region, but I couldn’t care less because, well, I’m here, in all senses. Physically present. Emotionally present. Neurologically … Continue reading A Perfect Storm
I have a major backlog of recent successes to write about—not a bad problem, I suppose. I also have the Olympics to watch, so I'll humbly accept a gold medal in procrastination until these precious few weeks of obscure sports about which I’m suddenly extremely passionate once every four years are over, at which point … Continue reading Gold-Medal Procrastinator
It’s threatening a thunderstorm, and I was feeling a general sense of disquiet at home as I kept trying to accomplish a task on which I couldn't quite manage to focus. This is a recurrent pattern I’ve noticed in myself: meteorological unrest seems to result in my being a little unsettled and woefully unproductive. Years … Continue reading Yet Another Post about the Public Library
I should begin by stating that I’m not a proponent of maladaptive coping strategies. I am, however, a proponent of working with what you have, so as an irremediable catastrophic thinker, I’ve taken to accepting life’s lemons and doing my best to turn them into a palatable beverage. After all, what’s the worst that could … Continue reading When Catastrophic Thinking Pays Off (Dental Edition)
A version of this post sat in my drafts folder for many weeks. I kept leaving it there because I’ve been spending most of my free time in recent days either exploring my surroundings or engaged in my newest hobby (and also because I've been procrastinating, but that goes without saying). Since this entry is … Continue reading Machine Sew, Arm Pedal
My husband and I were away this past week, this time even further from home and for a little longer than we were gone our last trip. Three nights, lots of excitement, lots of doing the right amount of nothing. Wandering, exploring, being spontaneous. It was glorious. We booked a hotel and a car a … Continue reading On the Road Again, Again
Here's another morsel of a post to tide you over until I get my act together and finish one of the many longer entries currently languishing in my drafts folder. I keep telling myself that today's the day I'll produce a mini-masterpiece for this blog. Today, however, is not that day, so I present you … Continue reading Not Horsing Around
Last Wednesday was one for the books. It was on that monumental day that my occupational therapist, a sales rep, and a technician, the latter two from a medical-equipment supplier, came in the late morning so that I could trial a power chair and so that my OT could evaluate whether or not I'm a … Continue reading Joystick
I’m in the middle of writing a few longer posts, one of which I planned to finish today. It’ll have to wait a day or two, though, because life got—is getting—in the way. “Got in the way” in the little-used positive sense of that phrase. In recent weeks/months, life hasn't been an impediment to my … Continue reading Rambling in(to) the Woods
Last weekend brought another fistful of firsts. And a plateful of cabbage rolls, but I'll get to that. After our recentish night at a downtown hotel, my husband and I immediately started plotting another trip. For a number of reasons—laziness, abundance of choice, life being busy and full, etc.—it took us a while to get … Continue reading On the Road Again
De Morbo Sacro: Life and/with Epilepsy 