When I last left you, my doctor had an inkling that I had sleep apnea after months of issues with my tonsils and sleeping. Today I conclude that tale! The night of my actual sleep study, I came home with a small computer around my neck and wires everywhere. There was one around a belt on my chest, one around a belt on my waist, one attached to my index finger and a tube coming from my nostrils. Normally I…
It wasn’t until a few years ago that I actually learned sleep apnea was a real condition. Tim and I, both heavy snorers, were lying in bed discussing it. “Wait, so you stop breathing in your sleep?” I asked. “Yeah,” he replied. “But like… you start again right?” “Of course. Your body wakes itself up again without being fully awake. You breathe fine, go back to sleep and then it can happen again in a cycle.” “Huh,” I said. “Do…
I haven’t written one of these posts since 2014. I guess last year after everything happened, and my grandmother passed away right before Thanksgiving I could have only written, “NO I WILL NOT BE THANKFUL THANK YOU VERY MUCH 2015.” But really, I was thankful last year even in the thick of things because I knew how much love and support I had coming from all directions. This year, that support has continued. If you take away my struggles moving on…
It was bring-your-own if you wanted anything hard, so I brought Johnnie Walker Red along with some resentment I’d held in for a few weeks, which was not helped by the sight of little nameless things pierced with toothpicks on the tables, or by talk that promised to be nothing if not small. But I’d consented to come, and I knew what part of the house their animals would be sequestered, whose company I loved. What else can I say,…
I spent the majority of my work day yesterday (don’t tell my boss!) responding to comments via email. There were so many sincere, thoughtful and amazing offers of help and support that I didn’t think a “Thanks!” comment left in response on the blog was enough. I’m still not done sending my replies, but am getting there. After work I went home to let the dogs out. I didn’t feel like riding, but pushed myself out to the barn anyway….
I’m not trying to be alarmist, but I’ve reached a low point. I can’t put my finger on exactly when it started or even why it has continued this long, but I’m not doing super well at the moment. Okay, that sounds fairly alarming. Let me rephrase to something more like, I’m not doing great and thought I’d be feeling a lot better by now. Maybe it’s something to do with the holidays coming up and the results of the…
There are few perfect places on earth. I’ve had a lot of perfect moments in my life, sometimes in places exotic and beautiful and sometimes not. Standing on Charles’ Bridge in Prague for the first time in my life, when I was eighteen and idealistic and didn’t know enough to know I was untroubled, was a perfect moment. Driving to the beach at 3am with my friends home from college, and splashing in the ocean with frigid white foam spraying…
Leonard Cohen died yesterday. He was 82. This is not a sad post though, because when a an artist leaves a lifetime of beautiful work and parts the world at an old age without drugs, suicide or tragedy it’s something to be celebrated. I’m not sure how many Millennials are familiar with Cohen. I certainly wouldn’t have been if it weren’t for an odd string of events that led me to my favorite songwriter of all time. During high school…