At this point, I’m just trying to survive 2024. It’s been a real stress-inducing pisser, even though I had such high hopes for this year. But why did I have such high hopes? I can’t even remember. Maybe it was because I was no longer depressed and languishing like IContinue Reading
My doctor usually has doctor assistant trainees. The last two times, they’ve been young guys. The most recent one wasn’t as bad as the one before him. In fact, he was a gem in comparison. Almost polite to a fault. But he did struggle to take my blood pressure, whichContinue Reading
“What gets measured gets managed.” I heard that saying either at the end of last year or the year before, and it really resonated with me. Consequently, I approached 2023 differently than in years past. There were no resolutions. Although, that wasn’t out of the ordinary. I haven’t made anyContinue Reading
I panicked about three things when I first tore my calf muscle: Possibly needing surgery Gaining weight Higher blood sugar I was quickly assured I wouldn’t need surgery. Phew! That only left me two things to worry about. Even on Ozempic, I’m not losing weight. Then again, I’m only onContinue Reading
Last year around this time, I gave a 16 months later update on my Operation No Social Media project. Over the past 12 months, I’ve once again struggled with my internal “to use social media or not to use social media, that is the question” conflict. The other day IContinue Reading