Category Archives: this is me

Tapering

I’m in the midst of tapering off the dilaudid I’ve been on for over three weeks now and it is uncomfortable. Or today has been, when I stepped down again. I’m just drinking lots of water and trying to ride … Continue reading

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This is a human

I’ve been home for a few days now, resting mostly. My energy isn’t quite what it should be but I’m trying to be sensible and not push myself beyond what I’m able to do. I don’t want to make things … Continue reading

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Facts about my dad

Until last week, my dad lived about two hours away from me with his wife and my little brother, James, who is 5 1/2. This meant we could see them fairly frequently and even when we didn’t see them (we … Continue reading

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Words matter (Part 1)

Introduction I’ve been thinking about this post all week, wanting to sit down and write it, but work and appointments and Raconteurs and other projects have kept me from getting to it. But I’ve run full-on into my day 10 … Continue reading

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Appropriate

These are the drugs I take on a daily basis: Bupropion HCL XL, 300 mg, norepinephrine-dopamine reuptake inhibitor; depression. Citalopram, 40 mg, selective serotonin reuptake inhibitor; anxiety. Mylan-zopiclone, 15 mg; insomnia. These are the drugs I take on a regular, … Continue reading

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Nyctinasty

I have an affinity for flowers that close and open depending on the time of day. I was ready to come here and write about how I don’t know why they do it, but that seemed lazy and lacked curiosity, … Continue reading

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Long weekend

I’ve been wandering around (or lying down, or sitting down, or leaning against a wall) wondering why I feel this malaise that I don’t remember from the start of chemo last year. I’m noticing the movement of my body feels … Continue reading

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