So, my plan was to help Buck pick up all the limbs in the yard . . . lots and lots of limbs. Big limbs. Little limbs. Way too many limbs for a young person, let alone a shriveled up bag of bones. After thirty minutes of bending and stooping and sweat burning my eyes,… Continue reading Life is Tough. It’s Tougher if You’re Old . . .
When I had my first colonoscopy more than eight years ago, I wasn’t surprised when the doctor came to my room and said he couldn’t even begin the procedure because of a blockage. I had been sick off and on for months; doubled over with pain and waking up in the middle of the night… Continue reading Oh, No! It’s That Time Again!