Call me “Crispy”

I made it three weeks in Cytology, at which point I was begging my old boss for anything back in the lab portion of the building. There’s a small part of me, listening to the voices of old programmed responses in my head, telling me that I’m a failure. On the other side of the […]

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Where was I again?

I don’t write as often as I should, and I don’t actually foresee that as changing in the coming months. Can’t say that I’m particularly proud of this – writing helps me to focus, to evaluate, and be present. No matter how I slice it though, it falls slightly behind hygiene, sleep, and spending time […]

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Keeping it together

I don’t want to get super philosophical about how this past year has gone – we all know that there have been more attractive dumpster fires. It doesn’t really matter what your political viewpoints are, where you stand on immunity or face masks, or educating your kids at home. We’ve all had a nasty shift […]

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My Robot Master

OK – so maybe not this many analyzers, but yes, this has become 40 hours a week of my life; starting last week. Which all things considered is a blessing, because with all the upheaval and pain and intolerance we’re spitting out here in the US, I’m stress baking, and that’s never a good sign. […]

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Almost Done

It’s been a challenging December. After multiple doctor’s visits, and swabs up the old snooter, 2 rounds of antibiotics and a chest film, I’m finally getting over pneumonia and bronchitis. Just in time for what is known as “cedar fever” here in Texas. I’m not going to sugar coat this, it has been one of […]

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Severe up in Here

Well, first off, I hadn’t planned on dealing with a whole new mucketyness here. Thanks, WP. Secondly, and likely more importantly, I apologize for not writing in some time. Thirdly, if things go as intended (you may all cross your fingers now) there’s likely to be another big empty blank spot while I’m hopped up […]

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Some of the Good Stuff

This is Roja.  “Excuse me, ma’am?”  I had a 4 pm reservation….”  She’s very sweet, and easily intimidated by some other, bigger raccoons.  I think this is her first litter.   This is Beep, on the left and Rory on the right.  Beep has some damage to his eye, so we fret when he goes […]

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I’m still here

“I’m still here” – some days that’s about all I can take credit for.  For not snapping at the fools racing up and down our street, or better yet, getting a paintball gun and shooting at them.  For not screaming at people blasting loud music.  For going to pick up my prescription, wearing something claustrophobic […]

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Too Much Noise

I could, quite possibly, write a rather long and heated essay here about the latest series of clusters in my world.  Or I could go on and speak about the virus in the room.  I could rant on, try to cheer people up, or go out and do stuff.  Well, we kind of did the […]

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Not Home

The above picture (which in all likelihood looks better on a phone or tablet) is my anchor when I’m “home”.  I know where I’m going, which direction I need to be heading, I know what weather is coming in, and what to expect.  My heart beats a little faster as I start to recognize the […]

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