Months ago, I was assessed and approved for a power wheelchair and rushed to share the good news. Then came the "waiting for funding to go through" stage—never fun, especially if, like me, you're impatient and eager to take on the world atop your fancy new ride. During this middle period, the chair's made scattered … Continue reading Somewhere to Go, Someone to Be
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Reverse Aging? (Bye, Botox!)
Last Tuesday, I was working on a forthcoming post while on the subway en route to a foot-Botox appointment. It was my second time-consuming-but-boring obligation of the afternoon, and the day had been otherwise busy, leaving me with little time to write or do other things I find more fulfilling and rewarding than running errands … Continue reading Reverse Aging? (Bye, Botox!)
Gold-Medal Procrastinator
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
Yet Another Post about the Public Library
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
On the Road Again
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
People vs Pigeons
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
Away from Home
For the good part of a year, I found it hard to believe that I was home. Funny, then, that I'm going to celebrate the end of that year by sleeping in a bed not my own. The difference, of course, is that for the first time in what feels like forever, a night away … Continue reading Away from Home
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Friends with Benefits
Although I met G by a stroke of pure luck, our friendship now seems as meant to be as anything possibly could. She and my husband were participating in the same forum at their place of work when they discovered their mutual connection to epilepsy—she lives with it, and he lives with me. After asking … Continue reading Friends with Benefits
Grumpy Human, Do Not Touch
You know when you’re minding your own business, waiting for the elevator in the subway station, when a total stranger appears out of nowhere, crouches down, and, without saying a word, starts yanking on your footwear, your pants, and the blanket covering your legs in an apparent attempt to arrange them in a way that … Continue reading Grumpy Human, Do Not Touch


