I come from a long line of worriers. Or rather, one great big worrier–my mother. She is a champion worrier who can turn anything into a chance to fret. It doesn’t matter how big or small a problem is–she can inflate it into a catastrophe. For example. She and my father were at Fresh and… Continue Reading
Time is weird. This is not a groundbreaking statement, but it astounds me how true it is. We all know that time seems faster the older you get. I’ve heard it explained that it’s because when you’re a kid, a year is, say, one-fifth your lifespan. That’s a huge chunk. When you’re thirty, though, it’s… Continue Reading
Before the hospital, I had an epic battle with sleep. I’ve written reams about it, including a full-length novel including The Endless from Neil Gaiman’s incomparable Sandman. I’ve cursed Morpheus under my breath and overtly as well. In my twenties, I had nightmares all the time. I could remember four or five a night and… Continue Reading
I was born a girl, but spent most of my childhood wishing I were a boy. Not because I wanted to be a boy, mind you, but because being a girl seemed so limited. Both in my native culture (Taiwanese) and in my surrounding culture (American). I was told that girls can’t climb trees, should… Continue Reading
I got my lab results yesterday. My heart doc was so pleased to tell me the news, he sent it twice! More likely, his office sent it twice. Either way, it tickled me. All my labs are normal or within acceptable limits. That is good news! It’s not unexpected, though, as my doc said my… Continue Reading
It’s November, which means it’s NaNoWriMo! Was I planning on doing it before my hospital visit? Not really. Would I have ended up doing something for it? Probably. I usually do because, well, it’s there. Why not? I’m going to be writing, anyway. Why not do NaNoWriMo? I can start a new novel and whip… Continue Reading
When I first started wearing my heart monitor, I thought I would lose my mind before the month ended. It was supposed to be so easy. The heart nurse assured me that it was easy to put on. The company would call me and walk me through it. I could essentially set it and forget… Continue Reading
The definition of insanity is doing the same thing over and over again and expecting a different result. This quote is attributed to Einstein even though there is no evidence that he said it. Regardless of origin and questionable wording, the message itself is true. It’s folly to keep doing something in the same way… Continue Reading
I have written at length about the miracle that happened to me and how I’ve started to resent the word, ‘miracle’. Today, I want to talk about the mundane as it pertains to said miracle. The first week I was awake, I wasn’t thinking about much of anything other than how the hell did I… Continue Reading
Family is considered sacrosanct in society. At least, the idea of family is. It’s given lip service and dragged up any time a Republican resigns in disgrace (as in spending more time with his family–and it’s nearly always a ‘his’). Prejudicial attitudes are wrapped in faux concern for the children, which is laughable because it’s… Continue Reading