Just like Hemingway (no, really)
I read, years ago, something from Ernest Hemingway about his process. (I can’t wait to see which of my literary friends will be able to… Read More »Just like Hemingway (no, really)
CRPS knock-on effects
I’m sorry, Dave. I’m afraid I can’t do that.
Interesting metaphor for this, um, ratfink disease. Interviewer: HAL, you have an enormous responsibility on this mission, in many ways perhaps the greatest responsibility of… Read More »I’m sorry, Dave. I’m afraid I can’t do that.
Acute pain, chronic brain, and naming this ratfink disease
Complex Regional Pain Syndrome is the latest in a long line of names for this disease. Some of the older names have been recast to… Read More »Acute pain, chronic brain, and naming this ratfink disease
Threads on the loom: bereavement and CRPS
When I was 4, we moved to New Jersey from Turkey, as my parents thought their kids should get a feel for their native land.… Read More »Threads on the loom: bereavement and CRPS
Documentation — Long time? Timeline!
I collected health info on others for years. I’m what clinicians call “a good historian” — and in the health context, it means someone who… Read More »Documentation — Long time? Timeline!
Documentation – a picture’s worth a thousand words
Doctors believe what they see.The training they get and the laws they must follow all reinforce that. If they see it themselves, then it’s real;… Read More »Documentation – a picture’s worth a thousand words
On sleeping despite all this
This is a brain-dump from a recent social-media post. Since the same question was asked 3 times in one day on my groups, I figured… Read More »On sleeping despite all this
International group post: Love is portable
The point is this: love is portable. Real, solid love can handle time and distance. I’ve been saying that for a very long time. I… Read More »International group post: Love is portable
Persistence, chronic illness, mortality, and other perky subjects
I’m recovering from packing and moving to my homestead. [I’m sorry to say that I don’t have internet yet, and the library’s uplink is slo-o-o-o-ow.… Read More »Persistence, chronic illness, mortality, and other perky subjects
There’s always an afterwards
When I was a nurse, I could see when death was creeping up on someone. I saw gray fluttering around the person’s edges, especially around… Read More »There’s always an afterwards