You ever have one of those days when you’re so engrossed in what you’re doing at work, you glance at the clock—are surprised to see it’s only a few minutes before quittin’ time—and grumble a little bit, because by god, you’re on a roll and having so much fun you don’t want to go home just yet? … Continue reading I Can Do Funny
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Time’s a Wasted Go
I have no idea what inspired me to make corned beef and cabbage for dinner last night. Yes, it was St. Patrick's Day. I get that. But I am not Irish and have only ever made the dish once before in my life. It's hardly a tradition in my household. Nevertheless, there I was, cooking … Continue reading Time’s a Wasted Go
Poster Child
One of the most beautiful words in the English language has got to be remission - not because of the way it rolls off the tongue, but rather, for all it implies. re·mis·sion rəˈmiSH(ə)n/ A diminution of the seriousness or intensity of disease or pain; a temporary recovery. It is most often used in discussions involving … Continue reading Poster Child
You Can Fight City Hall
A couple of days ago, this meeting invite showed up in my In Box. Best Outlook invite ever. Took me all of five seconds to accept. Maybe you can fight City Hall, after all. Our request for information on any zoning restrictions pertaining to the "No Parking" signs we wanted to put up had gone ignored for … Continue reading You Can Fight City Hall
Perspective
I will admit to some fairly dark moments and "woe-is-me" feelings after being discharged from the hospital earlier this month. Especially as I started to read up on diabetes more. The stats were eye-opening and more than a little disheartening. Basically, my odds for developing everything have gone up, while - statistically speaking - my life … Continue reading Perspective
My Kitchen Thinks It’s 1979
When I was a kid, I used to eat Special K cereal for breakfast, even as my friends were singing the praises of Frosted Flakes. "They're grrreat!" they'd declare, but I never saw the appeal. My other obsession was Fresca. Which just goes to demonstrate one thing... I was a weird kid. I'm not saying I … Continue reading My Kitchen Thinks It’s 1979
An Ill Wind Blows
When it rains, it pours. So naturally, after I was released from the hospital, I ended up catching The Cold From Hell. I could blame Tara, though it's not really her fault. When she climbed into my hospital bed on New Year's Eve and we started making out like a couple of lovestruck teenagers, she didn't … Continue reading An Ill Wind Blows
Yo-Yo
I've been home for a couple of days now, and am slowly settling into the new routine. To be honest, my emotions have sort of yo-yod. At first, there was the exhilaration of being home after three days in the hospital. I had a really good blood sugar reading - under 100, which is normal. … Continue reading Yo-Yo
Unleashed But Still Caged Up
At 10 AM, my nurse unleashed me. Rawr? (Actually, the "rawr" was reserved for last night when Tara came over and "snuggled up" with me in the hospital bed. Shh...). But this morning they removed the last pesky IV from my arm. At one point I had four lines going into two arms. If you've … Continue reading Unleashed But Still Caged Up
What is it With Me, Holidays, and Hospitals?!
My friends and long-time readers probably recall how I ended up in the hospital the day after Thanksgiving, 2011. Tara was visiting from Nevada, so it put a damper on her trip...but also brought us closer together. The gall bladder surgery and six-night stay were hell, but our relationship blossomed. Guess where I'm writing from, … Continue reading What is it With Me, Holidays, and Hospitals?!
Mark Petruska 