When Mrs. Loco asked me what I wanted for Father’s Day, I told her that all I wanted was to be at home with her and our daughter. When I was released from the hospital, all of the physicians told me that some days would be better than others. I should expect to have good … More You can’t always get what you want.
I meant to publish weekly updates on my condition, but after I was released from the hospital, I was either trying to get caught up on work or exhausted – Mrs. Loco can tell you there was no middle ground. So, here’s my attempt to resume the GBS story. As I mentioned before, I spent … More Drugs, Antibodies, Pain & Relief
Developing Guillain-Barré syndrome was definitely the big story for May 2013, but it was far from the only story. May turned out to be a cavalcade of calamity, the likes of which we hope to never see again.
It took three trips to the emergency department, and two to urgent care, before I was admitted to the hospital for observation. This is a story of pain and occasional relief, assembly-line medicine, frustration and fear.
When I restarted my blog last month, my goal was to post on a roughly weekly basis the happenings in my life. I had no idea, though, that within two weeks I would watch my life slide out of view, and along the way I would be forced to appreciate the simplest elements; abilities, privileges … More My life has taken a tumble
I decided to let Dairy Queen know that the response I received was inadequate. Paul, I believe you’ve missed the point. I realize that you’re essentially a clerk at Tell Us About Us, a third party customer feedback contractor, and that your job is to copy and paste form letters. Perhaps I’m expecting too much … More Petting a Burning Dog
Text of an email that I sent to Dairy Queen: I went to the DQ near my office the other day in search of a Blizzard. I have enjoyed many of the special Blizzards of the Month, especially the Girl Scout Thin Mint Cookie Blizzard, and I was looking forward to discovering this month’s tasty … More Special of the Month is Not Special
On the way home from work the other day, I stopped at a mostly empty strip mall, anchored by an office supply store and a home improvement store. I wanted to look for a clearance deal on a digital camera and some sort of noxious chemical to keep spiders away from my house. The emptiness … More Desperation is a Stinky Cologne