It was from someone I don’t know, there was no name, no handle. Just this message. I probably don’t deserve this small kindness, but that’s not the point, stupid BPD brain, you shut up! Anyway. I’m paying this forward. To you, dear reader. A small voice in my head tells ...
so I was happy to learn more via the new documentary, CAROL DODA TOPLESS AT THE CONDOR (dir. Marlo McKenzie and Jonathan Parker), which takes its name from that very
I was enjoying a gentle plant up when life suddenly got complicated, not in a bad way just lots of different jobs came at me all at once, it does not take much to scramble my brain these days plus I was hungry too which never helps with the brain fog. So I needed to get dinner ...
In the past decade, the self has also become an important topic within cognitive neuroscience with an explosion in the number of studies seeking to understand how different aspects of the self are represented within the brain. In this paper, we first outline the recent research on the ...
"I don't know about that, young man; why do you want my name?... I cannot tell it you... I better come with you. Let us go; I won't hang back; I am ready for anything... But I assure you I deserve greater politeness and respect! You ought never to lose your self-possess...
Well, my brother always told me I did, but here I am and God saved my brain in that miraculous way he does things. My mother’s Ob/Gyn stuck a tube down my throat and breathed for me and would not stopwhen they told him to. He didn’t give up on me, and he later died in ...
with your osteoporotic spine twisted around and see how much you get done. That’s if my eyes aren’t blistered, or the brain fog isn’t so dense that I can’t remember how to explain my own disease. If anyone knows a company where sending an email saying “I’ll get back to you...
Finding the remote in the freezer, soap in the fridge and the car keys in the oven… all in a days work for an expectant mum suffering pregnancy-induced brain fog “My car is broken!” I screamed down the phone at Gary, one of Toyota’s Service Department employees. “And I have an...
Especially when a challenge arises that combines my love of cycling with my brain’s encyclopedic compendium of song lyrics. I got a mule, her name is Sal, fifteen miles on the Erie Canal! (I know the full song, but won’t torture you…Rest assured, I sang it many times over the ...
On January 1, we said goodbye to an old and very dear friend. His name was Tucker, an American Quarter Horse, a few months short of 30 years old. He belonged to my younger daughter Elizabeth, though he had lived in my barn for twenty years. His stall mate, in the past year, had...