Am home. Am very tired. And Duncan and I are both sick. It’s getting silly this constant state of unwell. I’m hoping that it’ll finish now that I’m home. Because that’s completely logical, right?
The last time I went to the Dr. while away she asked how I was. We were […]

My body is for some reason under the impression that I am 86. It has become feeble. Who spends all their vacation money (it wasn’t much to begin with, but come ON!) on Dr’s in a country where they are not insured… because health care might be free, or at least cheap on […]

We are here, we are well.
I feel very displaced and can’t imagine that I lived here for so long. It seems strange to be back, kind of welcoming, yet kind of disconcerting.
I am very aware that I do not live here anymore, that it is no longer my home, and instead […]

I’ve never shown symptoms of hypochondria before. I am usually so laid back about everything. I’m not a worrier, I don’t see the use in worrying about something that I cannot change. Usually my stress is fleeting, I’m over it shortly. But post-surgery, I am neurotic as hell.
I have […]

1.) I like junior mints.
2.) I like being able to see. Glasses are incredible. Trees? They have individual leaves. And I can see the people passing me in cars. All those times I was picking my nose, assuming people couldn’t see me because I couldn’t see them. […]

I told Duncan that he was “cute as pie!” once after he got his haircut. He got quite pissed off.
“I am not PIE!” he argued.
“No, you’re not… how about, you are cute as a puppy!”
He thought about this for a minute and, yes, that was ok.
Then he told his Dad, “Mom said I […]