I was in the middle of writing a rant about motivation, or lack thereof, when a good friend, who also happens to be a brilliant scientist, wrote to ask how my retina repair was healing. The repair was done on November 25th for: ten tears and a retinal detachment, macula on. The latter means that …
A fellow introvert and I have been reflecting on the consequences of our introversion of late. We ponder, have our rigorous efforts to maintain our solitude so that we can read our books undisturbed and avoid small talk at all costs prevented us from having a valid social network? Are we destined in retirement to …
My father suffers from macular degeneration. He is legally blind minus the white cane. White canes aren’t much use when you need a wheeled walker to get around. I take his diagnosis and our shared ancestry very seriously which is why I am retiring soon in order to read as many books as I can …
If it is a good enough excuse for the Queen of the United Kingdom, aka the Head of the Commonwealth, to miss a social engagement, it’s good enough for me. Darling husband has been instructed to give my regrets in the same manner as Queen Elizabeth has during her platinum jubilee celebration, by telling my …
Two weeks ago, my ten year old shih tzu, Sami, underwent dental surgery for teeth cleaning, removal of tartar and the extraction of a few rotten teeth. I hadn’t slept the night before the surgery, overcome by feelings of guilt and foreboding, my go-to emotions for any anxiety-provoking situation. Accompanied by my husband’s eye rolls, …
The other day, my 90 year old dad asked me to buy him some new pyjamas. When I asked him what kind, he was very specific: they had to be traditional men’s pyjamas with matching top and bottom and a drawstring waist for the latter. You’d think those would be easy enough to find, right? …
A couple of weeks ago, I bought my low-vision dad a box of 36 black Sharpie pens for Father’s Day. Strategically, I put a couple of them in each room of the house (sometimes multiple placements per room) where he was likely to want to write something down, sort of like when you hide foil …
When I announced to my husband today that my blog now had 37 followers, he congratulated me on having more followers than Jesus. After wiping away the almond milk latte I had just snorted through my nose, I had to ask … “Twelve disciples.”, he said with a grin. (I know, I know … but …
I like the word mediocrity. Ordinariness. Passableness. Averageness. I dabble in a lot of things that I’m okay at. Nothing wrong with being okay at something. It’s better than sucking at it. My husband has a teeshirt that reads, « World’s okayest guitar player ». I love that. I’ll be the world’s okayest dabbler. I …
I’ve got a stye in my eyeI wishit were pie If you don’t have time to soak in a tub, sit still for five minutes with a wet, warm compress on your eye and a soundtrack of ocean waves playing in the background. We met a young husky mix with one blue eye and one …
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