Go tell my knee, My achy-breaky-knee, I really don’t like landing on the floor. So if you tell my knee, My achy-breaky-knee, It might straighten up and walk some more… (apologies to Billy Ray Cyrus) This has been a frustrating week. Frustrating in that aggressive rehab is “on hold” for several more weeks. Yes, the … More Three steps forward, 2 steps… SPLAT!
I blogged recently about my feat of great UNcoordination, and tearing my medial meniscus. How I learned to stop trying to “walk it off” and actually get medical attention. I know. Radical. Well, the lesson has been a slow (and yes, painful) process of learning to listen. Listen to my body. Listen to my pain … More Reflections on Rehab
By request: Trigger warnings for sexual assault and harassment. It happens in an instant. The moment gets replayed, again and again. You learn to shut off the cycle, to get help to process the anger and embarrassment, to feel safe. But the bottom line is that it never should have happened. Never. You did not … More Holding in the brokenness
Over at RevGalBlogPals I wrote a thing… you can find it here (but here’s a sample…) Without subsidies, they will not be able to afford to keep him at home. His daughter shrugged and said that it will end up costing the government more to put him in a nursing home, because he has no … More Healthcare: Who will pay?
It’s a wrap. Not my first choice, but a necessity. My wisdom teeth are gone, and my mouth is beginning to forgive me. At least I can eat real food now! Carefully, mind you. And nothing too chewy. I realized mid-week that there were some lessons in this for me. I work with critically ill … More It’s a Wrap.
