And…It’s Thursday

I awoke after a wretched night of tossing and turning. I believed that it might have been due to dinner – homemade tacos – and my being too liberal with the spices.  We ate late, and I’ve found over the years that eating spicy foods after 6 pm will result in a difficult trek through…

“It’s Gotta Be da Shoes!”

It is cold, wet, and dreary outside, but as we are often wont to say in the Upper Midwest, “At least it’s not snowing.” This post’s title comes from a 1980s Nike shoe advertisement.  It’ll make more sense at the end, but spoiler alert: There are shoes involved. Baby Sis did not have her surgery…

This Week

I’ve been away from the computer for nearly a week. Actually, that’s not true; I check e-mail because professionally, I need to do so.  Students and their problems don’t go away because I might want them to; for some of my students, I’m the closest thing they have to a father figure or an emotional…

The Early Bird

Today started off like most of my work days: I awoke long before the alarm sounded, I got myself cleaned, shaved, and dressed, and I made it out of the door before 7 am.  There’s no need for me to leave that early; I’ve been doing it for years to make such departures a regular part…

Windy Thoughts

It is windy here. I love seasonal windstorms.  Despite its roar, and the cacophony of noises outside from tumbling trash cans, mailboxes, awnings, and who-knows-what-else, I’ve always found the sound of a windstorm to be somewhat comforting, not too different from listening to a thunderstorm or some other white noise. It amuses me, too.  Despite…

Containing Anger

In the days since my last update regarding my sister, things have taken a bizarre turn. When I last wrote, she was in the intensive care unit (ICU), slowly recovering from a staph infection that nearly claimed her life.  All seemed to be good, but her heart rate was rather excessive, her blood pressure far…

Pre-Dawn Digressions

It’s just after 5 am and, for the umpteenth-billionth time, I’m wide awake and unable to sleep.  I am just going to have to accept that this is my new normal, and that sleep is one more thing that will move into the realm of legend, like my mother’s Mississippi Mud Cake, because I’ll never…

Hope and Perseverance

Life can be funny, in its own way, of course. Last week, I happily reported how my Baby Sis was awake, coherent, talkative, and what-not.  Last week, I was busy pointing out how she’d been forced to the brink, yet emerged to fight another day.  Last week, I was excitedly writing that all was good….

A Welcomed Surprise

Last night, I received a telephone call regarding my sister. I’d visited on Wednesday (both before and after work), and I knew that she was no longer sedated.  I also knew that she was awake, competent, and slowly coming to terms with what had happened to her.  So when I got the call last evening, I…

Baby Sis

While I’ve spent the better part of the last eight days bemoaning the disruption of my home life, there were other things happening – real things – that put everything I’ve been feeling into perspective. My youngest sister (I have two) and I have been close since she was born.  We’re nearly a decade apart…