My dad changed a digit in his age today. He’s a respectable, respected, hilarious, intelligent, curious, loving, creative, and charming gentleman of both the East Coast and the West Coast, and I’m immensely grateful that he was born. Dad, or Pops, as I’m wont to call him, is spending his birthday convalescing from a surgery … Continue reading It’s a Good Day to Celebrate a Pops
I’m the first to admit that I’m pretty bad when it comes to remembering and remembering to care about my wedding anniversary. It’s inevitably around Canada Day—July 1—when it occurs to me that I got married the weekend between July 1 and July 4. Then comes the part where I try to remember whether the … Continue reading MVP
In what amounted to a grand romantic gesture, my husband surprised me by filling my long-abandoned pill organizer while I was on campus the other day. There've been a few times over the past month in which I've had a seizure in an unfortunate window that left unclear whether I'd already taken my evening meds. Of … Continue reading Pill Organization and Eternal Love
De Morbo Sacro: Life and/with Epilepsy 