The one memory I have of my first Brawner Homes little league game — played away against Mitch & Bill’s Exxon, top of the second inning, score knotted 1-1, one out, runner on second — is of a pop fly hit to left field where I had been told to go stand. I had goneContinue reading “Three-Bagger Days — Hard But Not Bad”
Hah-hah! Anyone have a line on wheelchair wash and wear? Colostomy-chic? Perhaps A-line appliance-wearer active wear?
An adaptation of some early December correspondences, and a follow up to our January 7th post of a similar name. In August 2013, I learned that a long-present (since the Spring of 2012) sacral-coccyx (think rear end) pressure sore, to which we wheelchair-rangers are especially susceptible, had deepened to a critical point. I had beenContinue reading “Dominoes, Pigs, Vacuums, and Providence Unfolded”
Have been spending a few weeks off the clock. First class accommodations at County General and a nearby skilled step down facility where a strategically placed skin graft takes hold and I become acquainted with my surgical bonus colostomy. Yay! Aaaany-hooo . . . It’d been a while — a long while, actually — sinceContinue reading “Scalp Treatment”