The Metagama

You know, it's going to take years to properly research this part of my heritage. I used to have a file box full of papers. Due to my own forced homelessness and a particular landlord's lack of compassion, they are permanently lost, probably burned. It's tough starting over without the original records I once had. … Continue reading The Metagama

About Last Night

Yesterday was absolute torture. I couldn't be casual about the pain. I had forgotten I had osteopenia. Daddy had for it at least 50 years and never did end up with osteoporisis. No bone breakage with him. Not me, either. I desperately searched for an answer to quell the pain. I found it difficult to … Continue reading About Last Night

What I told my sister:

I should have written before now, but I'm getting so old and tired! Plus, my right ankle snapped about a week ago and I am trying to fix it myself rather than go to an MD. From my EMT days, it smacks of achilles tendonitis. It's not broken. (I have Daddy's bones!) So P.R.I.CE. for the … Continue reading What I told my sister: