If one measures accomplishments in tangible output, as our capitalist society is wont to do, my summer and early fall weren’t incredibly fruitful. As a productivity-worshipping perfectionist whose self-worth has traditionally been based on such standards, I feel obliged to remind you that my lack of much to show for these months was by design: … Continue reading Just Like Christmas
My husband and I got home last Tuesday after a very full, very satisfying vacation. We covered a ton of figurative and literal ground in our ten days on Prince Edward Island: quality time with family on both his side and mine; visits to beaches, towns, and what pass, in that tiny province, as cities; … Continue reading Back to Reality (and My Sewing Machine)
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
One of the few happy consequences of my recent confinement was that I had plenty of time to implement stage one of my training for a 10k I’ll participate in this coming May. To the unimaginative among you, it might seem strange that I committed to a race when I can’t walk to the corner, … Continue reading In Training
… I’m free! My inner drama queen had started to wonder if my period of confinement disproved that "this too shall pass" adage that rankles me when all I'm trying to do is see the glass half empty. Yesterday, for example, which was particularly bad from the “me cooped up and resentful that most people’s … Continue reading Twelve Days Later …
I’ve made it more than half a block from my building exactly once in the past seven days: last Saturday, when, for a glorious few hours between snowstorms, the sidewalks were clear enough to navigate on my power wheelchair. And then, on my way home from the thrift store (I’m on the hunt for nice … Continue reading Snowy Sabbatical
Last night just after 10:00 PM EST, I wheeled through the door, had a third dinner, unpacked because I'm constitutionally incapable of neglecting a bulging suitcase for more than thirty minutes, took a long bubble bath, then slept for eight hours straight, unheard of for me. I woke up disoriented in my own bed, half-expecting … Continue reading Same Same but Different
It’s Christmas Eve, and my husband and I are puttering around the apartment wrapping the few presents we bought for each other and enjoying glimpses of our Christmas tree and the faint sound of a holiday album. We pause intermittently to entertain the feline houseguest we’ve been hosting this week or to eat one of … Continue reading A Chill(y) Christmas Eve
By this time last year, I was in my usual full-on, over-the-top Christmas mode. My apartment had been garishly decorated for weeks, my cards had been written and put in the mail, and my Spotify algorithm had figured out that all I listened to was Christmas music and thus suggested nothing else. I had a … Continue reading Having Myself a Merry(ish) Little Christmas
Well, it’s here. At approximately 1:13 PM last Thursday afternoon, my new power chair rolled into my apartment and forever changed my life. This might seem a gross exaggeration, but if you saw the smile that foolishly flashes across my face at the mere thought of my partner in mobility, you’d know that I'm not … Continue reading My Other Significant Other
De Morbo Sacro: Life and/with Epilepsy 