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 On Tuesday I had my MRI follow-up appointment with Doc Plotkin. All in all, at the mo, I’m stable. Yea. No need for more neurosurgeries…rig...

I’ve discovered that I’m now prone to coming down with get a case of Pre-appointment Crankies whenever I have to go into MGH/MEEI. I guess m...

I woke at 3AM in the midst of a dire bleeding cookie emergency. Okay, maybe “ emergency “ is too long of a leap into Hyperbole-Ville? Ya kno...

Yeah, yeah, yeah, another more or less sleepless night. This is becoming a real thing for me. Last week I slept just three out of seven...

...to the folks who recently told me that they "know someone who said that their health insurance is more expensive and not as good no...

 While tooling around the ‘tubes I came upon Sherman Alexie’s short story War Dances . It resonates on so goddamn many levels. Last su...

To trike, or not to trike? That is the question— Whether ’tis nobler in the mind to suffer The slings and arrows of outrageous benumbment...

The card I DON'T want Whelp , I made it. No major push-the-panic-button freak outs in the tube and I’m done, with brain MRIs, ...

It’s MRI Day. At noon today I’ll be suited up in those ever so stylish johnnies. The nurses will be injecting Easter Egg dyes (swear that’...

Like the Twelve Labors of Hercules only, lucky me, I just have four...for now. I had the first of this season’s 4 MRIs yesterda...

A funny thing has happened to me over the great long time I’ve lived on this big, blue marble of a planet. I’ve always loved the water...

I was reading some essay or other in The New Yorker yesterday which referenced Radiohead’s album OK Computer . Critics and fans ofte...

Hi, my name is Donna and I’m a trike addict. When I set out for my ride on Saturday morning I was molto bummed to find my left rear whee...