Snowbrush
The sorry-ass truth
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I’m not feigning modesty when I say I’m a fake. That last piece; I didn’t feel that way when I posted it. I felt that way last week, but I o...
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Pain
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I couldn’t tolerate the Demerol (I think it would have killed me), and Vicodin, Percocet, and Norco all stop working long before I can take ...
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Buena escritura - Buona scrittura - Bonne inscription - Numinosity
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I can’t read good writing out loud and not cry. I try. Sometimes, I survive a few paragraphs—a very few paragraphs—but no more. I am saddene...
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I judge my life - Part 1 - Making a start
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Has it been worthwhile—your life, I mean? I will answer with a story. Long ago, I watched a girl eating in the school cafeteria. Everyday, I...
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Growing up with booze, guns, and fast cars
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All I can say in defense of what I’m about to share is to give you my word that it is the truth as I remember it. You might reply, “Friend, ...
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Old men and their whopping Bibles
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“Your grandpa was one man who loved his Bible,” people often told me. It was high praise in the rural and religious Mississippi of the ‘50s ...
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Baptists
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I thought that it might cheer me to read about people who were worse off than myself, so one of the books I added to my pre-surgical hoard w...
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How to put together a plan of action when you can't get out of your chair
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Vicodin and Percocet make me itch, so I asked surgeon Mark for something else. He prescribed Norco, but the druggist objected that Norco is ...
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Household Gods
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I have often thought that I would like to have a home altar, but two things work against it. One is that I have never been able to clarify w...
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Have you seen Blackbeard's gold hidden in this here cave?
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If your idea of a good time is dropping a roll of toilet paper down the john and repeatedly trying to flush it, then you should just love na...
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Title to come later
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I took two Demerol tablets and went to church today, my arm in its sling and the sling under Walt’s extra large pile jacket. My midriff insi...
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Ataraxia, the only true happiness
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He’s dead, he’s dead, Hooray, hooray; His surgeon killed him yesterday, But his life insurance will quickly pay, And with his doc I’ll gladl...
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It happens tomorrow
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Mark (that would be my surgeon) takes his hardest cases first, and I’m first. I have to check-in at 6:00 a.m. He will remove a bursa, chisel...
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Eight days out
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I struggle to make doctors see me as a person because my health is a very personal matter and because, if they see me as a person, they will...
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From the heart
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I went to church today. No, I am not a Christian—I don’t even have an unreservedly high opinion of Jesus—but I enjoy studying religion. I al...
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