At the end of an especially frustrating day earlier this week, I found myself struggling to accept how little I’d accomplished. All afternoon, I’d flitted from one task to another, never able to spend more than fifteen minutes on any given thing before getting lost in the news or rolling to the kitchen for a … Continue reading (Un)burdened
I kind of hate the whole April Fool's Day thing. It left me on edge as a kid—would I wake up to find the classic plastic wrap over the toilet bowl, or would it be a booby-trapped-bedroom-door year?—and now, as an adult, I find little humour in the surge of joke-adjacent promotional emails that flood … Continue reading April, No Fool(ing)
Once again, Purple Day almost slipped by without my noticing it. I caught it in the nick of the time, though, and here's the blog post to prove it. This has become a pattern: every year for several in a row, I've only remembered just before or a little after the fact that I've failed … Continue reading I Almost Forgot It’s Purple Day, and I’m Totally Fine with That
It only occurred to me last night, a few days after the fact, that a two-year anniversary passed on March 7 (I think?) without my registering it. Two years and less than a week ago, I was discharged from the rehabilitation hospital and plopped back into real life. It’s now been two years, and I … Continue reading A Happily Missed Milestone
My husband and I have been putting real effort into transforming our apartment into a space that reflects where we are in our life rather than where we were when we moved in. Last March, we had no choice but to make design and other decisions based first and foremost on my accessibility and health … Continue reading Making Space
I used to think that pigeons were kind of adorable. My husband and I had a funny-only-to-us habit of calling them by name (always the moniker "Signor Piccione"). Not understanding how you could possibly have a beef against what's basically a dove, I reacted with in-my-head derision when people complained about them. A symbol of … Continue reading People vs Pigeons
I've been awaiting this day for months with a curious mix of over-the-top excitement and nervous anticipation, proud and pumped but not wanting to jinx myself. Exactly a year ago, I was discharged from the hospital. That's right: today marks a year since I've been an inpatient. A year without an admission. A year without … Continue reading It’s Been (Quite) a Year
The longer I’m home, the more I appreciate monotony. Before I continue, let me provide a bit of clarification. In my head, I distinguish monotony from boredom (although there’s beauty in that, too). Rightly or wrongly, I’m not a huge fan of monotony’s duller cousin. Boredom is hours dragging on with little to break them … Continue reading The Beauty in Monotony
I’ve been enacting a literal and figurative cleansing ritual since coming home from the hospital: getting rid of tons of stuff around the house, getting tons of practical stuff in order, having nightly bubble baths. Though I’ve accomplished a lot in not very long, I’ve also worn myself down a bit. Late last week, my … Continue reading Pivot
It’s been just over a week since I came home, and I’m happy to report that I’m still here and that it’s still pretty much the best (and that I took down the stray Christmas decorations that my husband had left up since last year). Though I was feeling pretty darn good about leaving the … Continue reading Pretty Much the Best
De Morbo Sacro: Life and/with Epilepsy 