Tag Archives: life change

can’t

What does it mean when you say you “can’t” do something? Sometimes it is literal – I literally can’t do a handstand. But often it is more subtle, meant to impress a sort of finality despite the lack of a literal … Continue reading

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Book One

This marks the end of Book One and the beginning of Book Two.  To read Book One in its entirety from the beginning, click here.

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dare I think

Hey TGA, why haven’t you posted about your pain lately? Indeed, why haven’t I? It’s not like I don’t still have it. But it’s crossed a line, now, into that previously elusive territory known as “manageable.” Of course, I’m wary of … Continue reading

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return of the ape

I am sitting on the edge of my bed, staring at my newly-framed, 2015 diploma.  It was a gift from Momma and Poppa Ape, getting it mounted; they kept meaning to get it back to me but we always forgot when I … Continue reading

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getting to work

So now I have officially graduated, and have been back to work in the lab for a little over a week. The days are long, but my shoulder, while not entirely pleased, has thus far refrained from laying me out … Continue reading

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collateral damage

I haven’t wanted to write this post. I haven’t even wanted to start this post. My head is a mess. It was so thick with pain, with foreboding, with the fear that I would sink ever deeper into the morass … Continue reading

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and so

My eyes opened. “Hi honey, welcome back,” the anesthetist’s nurse was standing to my left. I looked at the clock; it was 11:45 AM. The last thing I remember was being wheeled towards the surgery suite at 9:35. I recall … Continue reading

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says who

Saturday morning, I went to the drugstore to pick up a refill for one of my pain medications, only to discover that there weren’t any refills left on it. This particular medication is the linchpin of the chemical arrangement that … Continue reading

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anniversary

October 21. The date is emblazoned on my memory as though it were carved and backlit. Today is October 21. Exactly one year ago, today, I woke up in so much pain I could barely breathe. Exactly one year ago, … Continue reading

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doing the right thing

I know as soon as I say “book club,” the regular readers will be expecting a tirade about inanity and ignorance, or better yet, a new and even stranger suggestion from this week’s butterfly gauntlet. But as much as I hate … Continue reading

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