Tag: mental health

Helmet-Toque Negotiations and the Search for (the Last Remaining Shreds of) Dignity

My husband and I have an ongoing narrative/discussion/negotiation/argument regarding how often I should wear my helmet-toque, the headgear about which I'm sure I've written in a past post (that I won't bother digging up for laziness reasons). His, probably correct, opinion: I should don it almost all the time. My fuelled-by-a-desire-to-preserve-the-last-shreds-of-dignity-in-a-life-currently-coloured-by-loss-of-control one: helmet-toque as protective … Continue reading Helmet-Toque Negotiations and the Search for (the Last Remaining Shreds of) Dignity →

Osteoporawesome: Good News at the Osteoporosis Clinic

I had my follow-up at the osteoporosis clinic this morning to find out the results of the tests ordered the last time and to be told the doctor's recommendations for next steps. (This meant, of course, that I was flipping out last night, at least on the inside, and briefly considered rescheduling. In the end, … Continue reading Osteoporawesome: Good News at the Osteoporosis Clinic →

September “Back to School” Reflections on Everything Staying the Same

This is the first September in as long as I care to remember that I'm not returning to school, whether as a student or a teacher or both (besides a few years ago, when I was on a medical leave of absence, but that hardly counts). Granted, the primary reason that I'm not among the … Continue reading September “Back to School” Reflections on Everything Staying the Same →

Just Another Headless Bridesmaid Portrait: A Weekend Visit from a (Very Supportive) Friend

When my friend arrived for the weekend this past Friday night, he asked, half-jokingly, if I was going to blog about his visit. "Do you want me to blog about your visit?" I asked. He shrugged noncommittally. I said that I would but that since my blog is semi-anonymous, any and all pictures would have to be … Continue reading Just Another Headless Bridesmaid Portrait: A Weekend Visit from a (Very Supportive) Friend →

Dr. Me, PhD: And with That, I’m Officially a Doctor

Last Tuesday, I woke up early, put on more makeup than usual, obsessed over my hair for a bit, went to campus in a cab with the 'rents, donned a very-impressive robe, nervously waited around for a while, and was transformed from not-yet-officially-a-doctor to officially-truly-a-doctor in a tradition-filled ceremony attended by some of the people … Continue reading Dr. Me, PhD: And with That, I’m Officially a Doctor →

Putzing around England: Penultimate Trip Update

My last post was admittedly a bit of a downer, despite my attempt—which may or may not have been evident—to put a positive spin on my tooth's decision to become infected in the middle of my break from my everyday reality (teeth have tiny brains with the ability to perform such executive functions, right?). But … Continue reading Putzing around England: Penultimate Trip Update →

Weekend in London: Happy Reunions and Marx’s Tomb (Trip Update #2!)

As indicated by the title of this post, I spent this past weekend in London, where I was reunited with three old friends: one of my university pals, who moved to the UK years ago; the British Library, where I've done a significant amount of research; and the Victoria and Albert, my all-time favourite museum. … Continue reading Weekend in London: Happy Reunions and Marx’s Tomb (Trip Update #2!) →