Titanium Woman Wields Cyber Knife!

Oh the drama!  Today marks my final treatment from the Cyber Knife, a highly sophisticated robotic radiation therapy. There you see me standing in front of it, and to the right is the evil eye, aka laser aperture which focuses the radiation. That would be behind my head in shoulders in the other picture. It…

One Cage, Two Rods, and Eight Screws…

Five weeks ago this Wednesday I was in the operating room for eight hours getting this apparatus placed in my spine. Five weeks! It does not feel that long, but then my sense of time is very warped. My sense of self as well. I have come to accept, albeit stubbornly that I will never…

Preparing For the Last Supper

When I woke up this morning I immediately started writing in my head. I often do, and still I find myself  having not typed a word as we approach late afternoon. This has nothing to do with “The Last Supper” or anything I intended to write, but it an observation worth noting. I digress…can one…

Apples to Oranges, It’s Not what You Think!

I told you I’d be back! Later than expected but hey, that’s how it is here. Hi-jacked by phone calls e-mails etc. plus I feel pretty good today so I am able to do a few exciting things like laundry! My life is special. OK I said I was going to give you a medical…

Apples & Oranges so it goes…

Psych! Do they still say that? Well what I mean is this is not really the blog post that goes with that title or picture. I’ll post that tomorrow. The thing is I have been writing far to little, for me. Lack of productivity gets me down. Please don’t tell me I’m being hard on…

Adjusting the Sails

How to begin… it has been a difficult day. My life has become a chain of difficult days, and although this has only been the case for about two weeks it feels like forever. I have been trying to write a post since Tuesday, and each day I get waylaid by myself. For the first…

Friggatriskaidekaphobi!

Friggatriskaidekaphobi, it sounds like a good curse word and I could use one today. Actually it is the fear of Friday the 13th. The fear of Friday the 13th has been called friggatriskaidekaphobia (Frigga being the name of the Norse goddess for whom “Friday” is named and triskaidekaphobia meaning fear of the number thirteen). ~…

I have been bent and broken, but…

I have been bent and broken, but — I hope — into a better shape. ~Estella from Dicken’s Great Expectations I wish I were as hopeful as Estella, but today my normal optimism is suffering. The past week, or is it two weeks have been very difficult. Pain wears you down it does. Still is…

Broken: Repairs Needed

My friend and mentor Patti Digh teaches that we are not broken, do not need to be fixed. She is referring of course to those ways we think we are inferior, flawed, not as good as, that are more about what we think than anything physical in most cases. She is right about this. Guess…

Be careful what you wish for…

I have a morning practice that I call “Focus”. I could call it meditation, but most days it is not. I sit on the floor for 5 to 15 minutes and set my intention for the day. Most days I light a candle and say some blessings, and lately I have been adding the plea…