A Good Time
It is one thing to say you want to be in a Support Group, it’s another thing to give up precious time to commit to the process.
My Lucky Day
Three years ago on St. Patrick’s Day I stood in my hotel room at 4:30 AM wearing my lucky Red Sox jersey looking much less than excited as I readied myself for the placement of wires in my brain.
What Do You Think Now, Huh?
Yesterday I was 59 and you were dishing out compliments. Today I am 60 and things don’t look quite as good, do they?”
Power and Control
I am not sure I’m ready to trust people completely and “let go and let God,” in every situation…
Devils and Unicorns
I remember when I first had this surgery one of my Instagram friends commented, “welcome to the devil horn club!“
Hope in a Name
Before we got to my insurance issues, though, we exchanged stories about how rare the names “Jill” and “Steve” are now compared to their popularity in the 60s when we were born.
Wet Shaking Man
I knew some kids in school who were dumb as boards. They passed tests by writing answers on the bottom of their shoes, or by copying off other students’ papers. Is that artificial intelligence?
Asleep or Awake
There are plenty of things to worry about leading up to deep brain stimulation (DBS) surgery. Will it hurt? Will it work? What if something goes wrong? Will the government be able to steal my thoughts?