Say “Yes”

First; the good news. I have not been sick since the week of the Super Bowl, also known as the first week of February (someone grab a cross, an ace of spades, a Kippah, a lock of Lindsay Lohan’s hair, and some wood to knock on). Quick confession: except the couple times I drank too much and

Let’s talk privately a minute about Mental Health

I am going to open up here and talk about my battle with the mental and psychosomatic side of this illness. Why? I’ve been bothered for many years by the culture we have created around mental health and the defined deviance we’ve labeled it through our behaviors as people and community. And now I can

Music for the soul

Being sick and getting woozy, or feeling like I can faint from too much activity, keeps me from “jamming” much these days. But last night, a couple of friends came by with their musical talents and abilities, and the Wind Cried Mary. Or someone was crying- maybe it was the neighbors because it was so awful. But I

What’s the matter? Oral surgeon got your tongue… in a jar next to you?

OK – I need to go back to this illness. I had one of my worst days with this damn thing yesterday. I woke up sick as hell, and then had to go in for a tongue biopsy at 1030. My wife had a crazy morning scheduled and the biopsy was scheduled just last week,

Plus ça change…

Plus ça change, plus c’est la même chos… The above saying is French for the more things change, the more they stay the same. And as an adage, it is often shortened simply to; plus ça change… Although I suspect you have to don a black turtleneck and take a drag of your cigarette right before you say

I need more Time- Part Deux

OK, well, now that I have depressed everyone… I wasn’t planning on writing a second part to the illness story, but with such a reaction, I feel like I need to clear up a few points and expound on some others. Since the last post, I have received a number of calls and emails of

I need more time – Part One

Going through this illness has been mentally, emotionally, and physically exhausting for not just me, but my entire family. I am sure my friends, colleagues, and extended family grow tired of asking “How ya Feeling?” every time they see me, hence, the name of this blog. I know I get tired of them asking it.