Thoughts, experiences and adventures from a resident of DelSo aka Delaware Avenue South in Albany, N.Y.
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.
Even before I watched the excellent “Dopesick,” I had issues with big pharma. Growing up, I was fortunate to be healthy, not a kid who needed much medicine beyond Pepto Bismol and drops for chronic ear infections. The latter, my mother would place on the stove top above the pilot light to heat them up. … Continue reading My drug problem
…at least when it comes to actually being a patient. I’ve been sick for more than 10 days and, quite honestly, I’m struggling. It’s been well established and documented that I tend to live a busy and full life, one that doesn’t readily accommodate more than a week of headaches, fatigue and the most brutal … Continue reading Patient, I am not…
Regardless of your position on the pandemic being “over,” I think we can all agree that the most intense days, and nights, of isolating ourselves from one another are done. Social calendars are once again filling in, sometimes even in ink, and life feels busy again. It’s nice, however… I’m feeling like I’ve swung from … Continue reading Out on the weekend
walking out the door with the dog the sky ahead two thick smudges of deepest blue grey clouds interrupted by a layer of sun kissed gold. i was thinking about the panel on the AIDS Memorial Quilt with the name of someone i had never forgotten sewn upon a plaid background. i looked to the … Continue reading Don’t tell me there isn’t magic
This was the first Thanksgiving in many years that I spent with a beloved and their family. We went to Vermont, while my sons scattered - 2 with family in Massachusetts and the other in Montreal, a mere 65 miles away from where my guy and I were staying. Even though I missed being with … Continue reading Leftover thoughts
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