Understand Me

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Patient X

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Patient X is being released into my care this evening after major surgery at the beginning of the month. Discharge was repeatedly delayed by post-op illness and absolute idiocy on the part of doctors arguing over proper procedure. It took them nearly a week to discover that he had not one, but two separate infections. … Continue reading Patient X

Situation Or Depression? There’s A Difference

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I had a major meltdown Monday. I can't recall the last time I felt that alone, that isolated from my friends & family, or that upset. I'm certain it's happened before, but Monday was simply too much, too soon, and way too intensely upsetting. I vividly remember scrolling through my contacts list at one point, … Continue reading Situation Or Depression? There’s A Difference

Silence, Leaf Blowers, & Sunday Dinner

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Waking up this morning, I had a plan. Thus far, that plan is at a standstill as I am still dealing with yesterday's migraine. In turn, all I wanted was silence, in all its perfect glory. This, of course, is where the leaf blowers come in, and threaten to make me sicker. After doing some mundane … Continue reading Silence, Leaf Blowers, & Sunday Dinner

Morphine Mania

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It's no secret; I've had a rough two weeks dealing with a serious family emergency. If you've ever had to force a man (or any loved one) to go the hospital knowing that something was clearly NOT "okay", perhaps you can relate. My brother came out of surgery Thursday afternoon, a good three hours earlier … Continue reading Morphine Mania

Fog

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When I went to bed this morning, the fog was pretty dense behind my house. It rolled in out of nowhere. I think it's a metaphor for what I am going through at the moment. "It happened out of nowhere." Yeah, that sounds about right. I feel nothing. I'm an ocean-cleansed shell. For almost two … Continue reading Fog

Sleep Deprived

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I spent Sunday running on less than three hours of sleep. As you can imagine, it was an incredibly long day. I pushed myself to go to the hospital. I was surprised I wasn't in and out in twenty minutes, as hospitals are more than a little traumatic for me. I managed to stay for quite … Continue reading Sleep Deprived

Hanging By A Very Fine Thread

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I think what little is left of my sanity snapped Thursday afternoon when I received word that my brother will likely need open heart surgery, providing he is a viable candidate. If that is not an option, he will require a heart transplant. These are the kinds of words that make you want to sink … Continue reading Hanging By A Very Fine Thread

Boxes, Hospitals, & The Immovable Insomniac

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I scored boxes at my local liquor store Monday afternoon. If you'd seen them piled up in the backseat of my car, you would have thought I was throwing the party of the century. For those that told me Barnes & Noble would not only have boxes, but happily give them to me; you're all … Continue reading Boxes, Hospitals, & The Immovable Insomniac

Family First

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Yesterday morning my brother was admitted into the hospital with what is, as of now, a form of heart failure. The doctors are baffled; stating that they don't know how this happened because he is far too young. Unfortunately, he is far from being out of the woods. He is scheduled for a serious procedure … Continue reading Family First