…a little cup of coffee can still the craziness.
Right before Christmas, I got the exciting news that doing a lot of driving was not to be in my future. The news came from the cardiologist (that cute Italian guy with the Christmas socks his wife picked out for
I have a job. Yup. A J-O-B. I’m spending as much time working at healing and getting well these days as I would if I had a “regular” job, with overtime, so I might as well call it what it
I’ve been going to the Lupke Senior Center in Vancouver, WA, for lunch a couple of times a week. The food is fairly decent, not your “normal” institutional-type food (Valentina is a real chef, after all!), and there’s always a
Sounds ominous, doesn’t it? Distal Radius Fracture and Repair. In the case of this blog post, it just means that I broke my wrist, and then had it put back together with hardware that I’ll wear for the rest of
Stories. We all have stories. Our lives are stories. Everybody else’s lives are stories. We tell stories. We speak them out loud and we act them out by how we live our lives. So just what is a story? Dictionary.com