First, I'm having a lot of trouble writing these days—locating words, typing, using simple grammar without immense effort, etc. (my personal hell, if you know me well enough), so please, please, be gentle with me if you find mistakes in this post: I've decided that it's fair to blame it on the seven brain medications … Continue reading And the Saga Continues
Well, here I am again, in an all-too-familiar position, and one that I half-thought that I had left in the past: recovering from a seizure-caused concussion, my third—if my almost-entirely-unreliable memory serves me correctly—of the year. I'm trying not to be annoyed at how preventable this seems; I am, after all, supposed to be in … Continue reading Fireside Reflections on My Latest Concussion, on Making Choices, on Plain Pitas, Etc.
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
On Saturday, we went to Toronto Island with friends for a fun summer afternoon break from the city because even when times are tough, we're the kind of people who're able to leave our troubles behind and enjoy the respite of beach life for a few hours *foreshadowing*. I should begin by stating that I'm … Continue reading Beach Life
Just a twenty-minute post (twenty minutes to write, not to read—I won't waste such a large portion of your awake-time on this) to let you know that my life isn't all chronic-illness-and-PhD fun. Nope: sometimes my husband and I go on random dates. Random in both the relatively unplanned sense and the appropriately bizarre one. … Continue reading Date Night
You know when you’re on the subway and hear those dreaded words, “attention, customers,” followed by an announcement that there’ll be a delay because of a medical emergency crackle over the PA system, and you can’t help but inwardly groan despite yourself since you’re in a rush/you already finished the stupidly easy Sudoku puzzle in … Continue reading I’m Now That Person You Secretly Resent: Delaying the TTC
It’s rapidly getting chillier outside, and I’m rapidly getting more panicky about how I’m going to handle the winter months. Some people joyously welcome October and the changing leaves, donning their leggings and oversize sweaters and ordering their pumpkin spice whatevers (OK, I do this too; don’t judge). I agonize about the coming snow and … Continue reading In Anticipation of Winter (Bad Circulation, Bad Attitude)
De Morbo Sacro: Life and/with Epilepsy 