Snowbrush

Buford Stewart and the unpardonable sin

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I cursed God when I was twelve. I was delivering newspapers on my bicycle, and I remember the exact spot where it happened. By this time in ...

After death

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Peggy fears being dead because she doesn’t know what awaits. I don’t fear being dead because I envision death as an everlasting sleep. There...

Here is my account of how things have played out

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Here is my account of how things have played out current to yesterday. Most of it is actually true. Early in 2006, an orthopedic surgeon ope...
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cancer a possibility

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My neurologist called yesterday to say that he ordered the CAT scan because my fifth vertebra “didn’t look right” on the MRI. It looked no b...
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timing the market versus loyalty to Bogle

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I told Peggy in May that I was so pessimistic about stocks that it was all I could do to stay in the market. She said that maybe I shouldn’t...

Lullaby--by William Blake (1757-1827)

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O for a voice like thunder, and a tongue To drown the throat of war! - When the senses Are shaken, and the soul is driven to madness, Who ca...
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the neurologist calls for another test, thoughts about dying

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I had my MRI night before last. The neurologist’s office called at 8:00 this morning to say that he had ordered a CAT scan, and that the CAT...

Doctor-Go-Round, Prescription Cornucopia, Chronic Pain, the Cause of Depression

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My week. Monday : surgeon. Tuesday : neurologist, acupuncturist, and hand rehabilitation therapist. Wednesday : MRI. Thursday : acupuncturis...
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Thoughts on chronic pain, modern medicine, alternative medicine, acupuncture, surgery, and anti-depressants

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I started Lexapro a week ago. My primary care doc gave me a sample back in March, but I hate taking that kind of thing except as a last reso...

Sleeplessness

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It’s a chilly Labor Day, too soon to start the furnace, but too cold to be comfortable without it. I am wearing both a sweater and a light j...

Bears, Mountain Lions, and Surgery

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The best times to go to the woods are in late spring and early summer when the most flowers are in bloom, and in mid to late summer when the...
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Friendship's End

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(This entry contains slang sexual references.) Mark and I got together a lot until we both moved to other parts of the country, and didn’t s...
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Short Rants, Etc.

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Today's rants. Littering …is an ironic activity. I would have thought that people who litter are neat-freaks who can’t stand to carry tr...
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Mississippi funeral

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My Mississippi trip was more like a family reunion interrupted by a funeral than a funeral accompanied by a family reunion. I saw some peopl...
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Long drive from Portland

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Peggy’s mother died last night. During the years that I dealt with people in crisis—as a funeral director, ambulance driver, phlebotomist, r...

Cheapskate

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The judge reduced our tickets from $257 (each) to $65. At that rate, the city didn’t make any money, and the cop would have done society mor...

Wimawhala Encampment

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I just came from a meeting of the Wimawhala Encampment, which is a lodge that I joined last winter because it is dying. There are six of us,...

Awe of the Mighty

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Double traffic tickets

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Peggy and I got simultaneous traffic tickets last week for running the same stop sign on our bikes. All we could figure was that the cops we...

Mom nearing death

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Peggy’s mother is dying. She is sometimes rational for brief periods during the day, but at night she forgets where she is and who her famil...
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