Thoughts, experiences and adventures from a resident of DelSo aka Delaware Avenue South in Albany, N.Y.
Warning: if you’re inclined to respond to conversations about (minor) medical situations the way I react to seeing open wounds, skip this post and go on your way. It’s a topic that is not for everyone. But first, let me lead with this simple fact - everyone should have at least one person in their … Continue reading A hell-broth boil
After what was an absolutely fantastic birthday weekend, Monday morning came with an event decidedly less fun - my annual visit to the dermatologist. The appointment, at 7:30 a.m. after the mind blowing David Byrne show at Proctor’s the previous night, had been rescheduled to an earlier date from what had originally been booked. I … Continue reading The sting of 59
Robin Hood represents the ideal of the common people of England in the later Middle Ages. He stands for liberty and the rights of the people against unjust laws and the tyranny of the nobles. As I’ve professed more than once this past week, I’m not a fan of vigilante justice. This country has quite definitively … Continue reading A crushed Maid Marian
More than a quarter of a century ago, as I labored to deliver my second son (VBAC, pitocin, sans pain medication), his uncle passed a kidney stone. For a short time, distracted by his own pain, Uncle M’s delivery eclipsed my own. The family didn’t learn about the new Lilly until later in the day … Continue reading My kidney stone baby
Or, as I like to call it: synch oh pee. There’s really no delicate way to say this, so forgive my bluntness - last week I peed my pants. There’s some context, as you might imagine, but the precise reason why it occurred remains a mystery. One that, hopefully, next week’s appointment with a new … Continue reading Syncope
My first experience with a fine needle biopsy was more than twenty years ago. After a normal thyroid uptake and scan procedure, followed by an abnormal repeat of the test, (at a different medical facility), less than a year later, I had been hastily placed on the schedule of the lead doctor in a very … Continue reading Til Tuesday
At my house, Christmas Eve is the night when we’ve always celebrated the most. Decades ago there were elaborate dinner parties for 10+, complete with extensive menus and many bottles of wine consumed. In more recent years, however, it’s been me and the fabulous Lilly boys enjoying a still somewhat elaborate meal and exchanging gifts. … Continue reading What I didn’t get for Christmas.
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