The Road to Recovery

This week my othopedic surgeon took the bandages off my stupid foot with a sense of finality and cautious optimism. Neither of us thought we would still be treating the thing 11 months after I first fell from a ladder while attempting to hang Christmas decorations. Neither of us thought it would take so long... Continue Reading →

Crying Wolf 

Tomorrow marks exactly one year since I underwent surgery on my right hand to correct a bone deformity I'd suffered from since I was a child. It was a terrifying prospect, for more than the obvious risk of complications of anesthetiser and the possibility of never waking up from that deep, senseless sleep.    ... Continue Reading →

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