The Loneliness of Isolation
A friend I’ll call Debbie was losing her sight. As an infant, she had been incubated with pure oxygen which would eventually destroy her optic nerve. Others victimized by the … Continue reading
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March 14, 2020 · 1 Comment
The Roulette of Living
The end of my ulna is shattered—which sounds like a naughty personal problem to me. It actually means my dominant arm can’t escape from its over-the-elbow splint for at least … Continue reading
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March 7, 2020 · 1 Comment