
SURGICAL LESSONS — WORK!
When I thought I needed medication, my physical therapist instead provided motivation.
When I thought I needed medication, my physical therapist instead provided motivation.
When chronic pain hits, brain fog descends. What do you do when you can’t concentrate?
“Some people go to priests, others to poetry, I to my friends.” — Virginia Woolf
Laughter is the best medicine . . . unless you’re constipated, or worse, you have to use a medical toilet; or worse — are you kidding me? — there’s nothing worse.
You learn many lessons following a tough surgery; lessons that teach you how to better ENDURE, LAUGH, BELIEVE, PLAY, WORK and RESOLVE. Today’s surgical lesson: ENDURE!
Be afraid. Be very afraid because it’s in there, waiting to surface again.
A plethora of health challenges can leave anyone feeling a bit down in the mouth.
I recently learned two truths: One, experiencing heart attack symptoms is profoundly frightening; and two, mouth guards float.
“You never write, you never call . . . where’s the love gone?” That’s how I greet my CVS friend, … Read More “My CVS Friend”
Ever perfunctorily greet and walk past a stranger at 8 a.m. on a Sunday morning who then yells after you, … Read More “Little Lighthouses”