Living through the most physically and emotionally painful days of your life gives you a appreciation for normality. The back surgery in August was meant to be simple, with two weeks of intense pain, and then with some physical therapy, I would be back to normal. But in my case, there were complications, namely the... Continue Reading →
Those Hated Complications
During my youth, I hated complications. I would make plans, and sometimes, make alternative plans, but if I got waylaid with something unexpected, it was game over. I avoided trying to tell someone directions like the plague, for I could see the route, but the directions came out muddled. Don’t even get me started on... Continue Reading →