Once upon a time – in June – I felt listless. Emotionally, I was listless. The same could be said for my life. As a lifelong list maker, my compass and anchor were missing. My challenge wasn’t that I didn’t have projects to attend to, it was (is) learning how to have success in this…
When I returned from Maine, my physical therapist recommended an alternative to my habitual To-Do List Making. My focus, we agreed, was rest and recovery. She saw that her suggestion felt unsettling. “Make a To Done List,” she negotiated. Building a ToDone list worked for two or three weeks. When I stopped it, I didn’t…
I’m convinced that Doctor Who was a little more than right: “People assume that time is a strict progression of cause to effect, but actually from a non-linear, non-subjective viewpoint — it’s more like a big ball of wibbly wobbly… time-y wimey… stuff.” Recently, one of my home visit nurses was astonished by my almost…
Would you cancel the trip and pack everything up and just go home? Would you sleep in the car? Or would you just adjust your location on the ground so that you and the root could sleep peacefully near each other but not with each other? I found myself looking ahead with a few projects…
Happy June! And welcome (back) to Sprouts. You may be aware that while I was in Maine visiting my family in April, I had a frightening medical experience. A subarachnoid aneurysm burst, I seized, and was rushed to the small town hospital nearby. Then I was life-flighted to a Portland hospital where I had brain…
So last week, I wrote about Max being tangled up in the laundry room. This week, you’d find me tangled up. With one, two, three, four wires sticking out of me. I am ok. I’m at Maine Medical Center in Portland. And I’m getting tremendous care. I came to Maine for an extended…
