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Seasoned
I am middle-aged.
As I get older, I'm no more afraid of death than I've ever been. Even though it draws nearer every day. What bothers me is watching doors slam shut. Possibilities evaporating before my eyes, because there simply isn't enough time or energy left to pursue them.
And also, I miss the fat in my cheeks.
Seizures! What else now?
Seizures! What else now?
After at least two consultations with nurses and an oncologist, my GP has decided that I’ve probably had a couple of seizures over the past few months. Great. Lately, after an internet conversation with one of my blog readers I wrote to them about how fully my life had become medicalized. See if you agree with me: I take a bunch of pills morning and evening to deal with cancer and pain. I go to…
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Our Vagarious Lives
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Slowly Falling Apart
For this post, I decided to create a collage of quotes and commentaries from books I’ve been reading lately. They range from comments on death and dying to philosophy, culture, and the future. So far in this blog, I’ve refrained from commenting on American Congressional politics, but I just may go there soon. I told my sociology students year after year throughout my college teaching career that…
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