When I made the decision to have weight loss surgery (WLS), I told no one. Not exactly the smartest move when going forward with something as life-changing as this is. This type of commitment requires a certain level of support that is only found when you are open, honest, and reach out to the people [...]
So…. I went to church this morning. [Text Message Rec'd in Response] Thats already fucking hilarious. Thru him, with him, in him, in the unity of rupert murdoch, all infotainment is your almighty satan forever and ever . . . Much to my surprise and chagrin, there were no lightning bolts, no burning bushes, no [...]
“You have to help me. You can’t let me sleep with you.” I’ll give you a moment to let that sink in. That’s an actual quote from a friend and former lover, said to me today over a Pyramid Ale, a double shot of Patron (chilled, of course), and a half-eaten chicken Caesar salad. Roman [...]
Christmas has come and gone. It’s sad that it couldn’t last. For the first time in a long time we had some real joy, some real happiness. Daddy was home for Christmas between trips the hospital. We had a big family breakfast, did our stockings (an event in itself, see previous posting [eeek, currently down [...]
It’s been three months and a few days since my Daddy had his second open-heart surgery. We knew there were risks and we knew that there were no guarantees. Now we know that we – that he – tried every option available. And now we know that there is nothing else to be done.
