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Just a Little Proud of Me
This is not exactly big, but I'm grinning.
I posted a fan fiction to fanfiction.net, called "Encounter at Harrod's, Of All Places". Not that great an accomplishment. I mean, it's not even a totally original story. But less than four hours later, I get notification that I've been flagged as a Favorite Author, and "Encounter" is a Favorite Story. ( Read more... ) -
The Chronicles of Valentina - Cephas
Cephas Picker is 62. He has a number of significant health problems that he pays little to no attention, but there was one that was a problem that should have been solved years ago. As far as the initial issue was concerned, the problem was solved. He had a craniotomy in 1999 to remove a meningioma. That surgery was simple and recovery was ( Read more... ) -
Actually, I'd Rather Be the Chef
My young friends who work IT for a large corporation told me that a common interview question is “What sort of a kitchen appliance would you be?”.
I laughed. “Clearly dreamed up by someone who doesn’t cook.”
“Huh?”
“The quality of a chef isn’t decided by her appliances. In fact, there are major chefs who use very few. Machinery does not make an ( Read more... ) -
The Chronicles of Valentina - The Man with Court Cats
Sometimes, you really do get to be a goddess.
Called to see a man on Monday, on the “Wellness” unit, which is the name for the unit for people undergoing substance withdrawal. He’d been drinking for 50 years, drying out for brief periods before starting up again.
“That means he started when he was six,” I said.
“So he says,” was the answer.
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I Have No Idea Why I've Been Thinking About This
I don’t have a good reason for going off on this tangent, but then, tangents never seem to provide me reasons for existing. It really started to gel as I watched a pair of eagle parents work to raise their chicks. Hours of sitting on the eggs in any weather, and then more hours of hunting and feeding two ravenous little babies. Four weeks since ( Read more... ) -
Calamity
So we were chatting and all of a sudden he transitioned from his normal speech with occasional word-finding troubles to pure word salad ( Read more... ) -
Graduation
We did The Boy's high school graduation yesterday, and Dad did really well. I didn't, I teared up like an emotional Mom. So sue me. The Boy managed to graduate with Honors, which is a huge reward after all the struggles we went through convincing him that even in Honors courses, teachers expect homework to be turned in. But he did it. He Walked in ( Read more... ) -
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Yesterday, he couldn't remember how to tie a tie.
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I went in to get him up early this morning for a Dermatologist’s appointment and found his bedside lamp in pieces on the floor. Things were moved around the room, most interestingly, both of his clocks were unplugged with their cords wrapped around them, sitting on the chair ( Read more... ) -
The year
He lost the year today.
Little bits and pieces dribble away day after day and today, the year went away.
I took him for his hearing aid assessment. He insists that the hearing aids he has work fine. I can’t tell whether he has them in or not. I actually counted, one day. I’m asked to repeat myself the same number of times regardless.
I told the ( Read more... )