JIGGLING MY WAY INTO 2020

JIGGLING MY WAY INTO 2020

No, that’s not a typo. I’m not trying to giggle my way into the New Year.  I really want to jiggle. This all came about because of a three-week vacation to Ireland a couple of years ago. Midway through the trip, I realized that my Parkinson’s symptoms of painful...
BOOKSTORES–MY NIRVANA

BOOKSTORES–MY NIRVANA

I am addicted to bookstores. A place where I can sit and feast my eyes on a jungle of books. The bookstore adventure begins with splashes of color, then shapes—skinny, fat, tall or short. Books lying down or standing at attention. They jealously await my caress....
TIRED FAKE LEGS

TIRED FAKE LEGS

  I’m just about the luckiest person around. When I get tired, I just pull my fake legs off and bribe my granddaughter, Sierra, to carry them. Her mom is more than happy to relinquish the job. The only problem is that Dave takes me seriously, deciding the top...
GET OUT AND GO–Wedding Dress Shopping

GET OUT AND GO–Wedding Dress Shopping

I’m going to be the Mother of the Groom later this year. So, since it has been raining all month in San Diego, wedding dress shopping seemed like a good “Get Out and Go” activity for me. A little family history is in order here. When Dave and I got married, there were...
41 YEARS

41 YEARS

41 YEARS AGO “I, David, take thee, Linda, to be my wedded wife…” I can’t wait to hear those words, but I’ve got a few more hours to go. It was just after noon as I finished dictating the last Upper GI exam, pulled down the films and shoved them into the x-ray folder....
IT’S THAT TIME AGAIN

IT’S THAT TIME AGAIN

It’s that time again. Mid-August. Long, hot, muggy days. And this year, unrelenting smoky skies. August holds a day that turned my life upside-down. Thirty seconds late in the month—the small amount of time it took for both legs and one arm to be severed from my body....