Tag: health
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Memory #4: In a blink
Imagine for a moment that you woke up one morning with a simple crick in your neck… Nothing too bad, just like you slept wrong. Thinking it would work itself out, you head off to work and go about your day. By noon, your arm is numb, your hand is throbbing, and you’re beginning to…
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Memory #5: More than a diagnosis
I’d been asleep when the call came in. ‘Dr. H wanted to let you know he’s referred you through to see a neurologist as the MRI confirmed there are MS lesions on your brain.’ It took a minute for what I was hearing to register, so I asked her to repeat herself. The news didn’t…
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Memory #15: Just breathe!
My second nephew was born in the fall of 2004. I didn’t have much opportunity to watch him the first year of his life, so when my brother and his partner asked me to look after him for their company Christmas party the following year, I was excited to welcome him (and my older nephew)…
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Memory #16: One in one hundred thousand
Those closest to me might say I am a little strange. Or, they may say I am a little average, I’ve never thought to ask. But one thing they would say is I’m a little bit of a medical mix up. Having written about the surgeries before, I’ve talked about the first three fusions. Today,…
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Memory #17: A Game of Operation (squared)
I have had a few operations on my back. In Memory #25, I discussed number one and how the many things that could go wrong, kinda did. As I said, I got almost ten years out of it. From 2003 (November) until 2012 (August) I had not a lick of problems. Then, a spot of…
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Memory #23: Choices
When I had my son, I had ideas of how things would be. I was so certain. Well, friends, Meatloaf had it wrong. ‘Two outta three’ may not have been bad, and while I did do ‘Three outta three’, the only thing that went “according to plan” was number three. I cloth diapered the crap…
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Memory #24: Darkness
I don’t remember when it started, it just always seemed to be there. Many would say I was generally pretty happy, but I think we become very good at putting on a ‘face’ to the world. We have expectations placed upon us that we must live up to, no matter the cost. I was expected…
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Memory #25: Shattered
It all started innocently enough. It was Family Day Long weekend here in Alberta (third weekend in February) and I was hosting my brother and sister (and their families) for dinner. It was a bit of an oddity as I was deeply embroiled in my schoolwork so coming up for air, especially to host a…
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Memory #34: Diagnosis
I have always liked the phase, The whole is greater than the sum of its parts. – Aristotle The pieces of anything, whether it be a set of Lego, ingredients for a pie, flowers for an arrangement laying on a table, or the soft fleshy pieces of a person, are only the that – pieces,…
The Voices In My Head 