From the category archives:
If you’re also my Facebook friend-which means we are seriously good friends for LIFE, right?-you can skip this post. Unless you want more details about skydiving. In which case, we really are friends for life.
I recently discovered the pleasures of flipping out of the plane. In this one, Wiley and I sat on the edge [...]
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This is the first day in I don’t remember how long that I see blue sky everwhaar.
Which means that I have been doing things other than skydiving since I got current and the weekend afterward, when I made another four jumps. Yesterday, I said to HHB, “It’s a good thing I got current when I [...]
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I’ve thought long and hard about The Jump That Broke My Neck (TJTBMN). And skydiving. And the people I love.
I’ve been thinking about these things for eight months but especially since my surgeon cleared me to skydive again in early February.
I’ve learned lots of things. First, TJTBMN happened for a whole fustercluck of reasons: the [...]
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All weekend, we listened to the sound of industrial blowers.
But, last night, we went to the symphony and heard Andre Watts play Beethoven’s fifth piano concerto, The Emperor.
It was amazing, and here’s why. The concerto was after the intermission, and the orchestra did a perfectly fine job of the pieces they played before the intermission.
In [...]
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It’s upon us, here in the Pacific Northwest.
The season when it’s gray all day. Gray dawns brighten to moist cement-colored days which fade into dark, wet nights.
It used not to bother me. But the older I get, the more the gray gets into my brain. Which is not the same thing as having more gray [...]
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Yesterday, HHB and I went to Nurse Tattoo’s house for Thanksgiving. This is the first year that she has been the hostess. Dancing Fairy was also there, as well as Pastor Tattoo, Danny the Roommate, Lucy and Bella, the chihuahuas, Raleigh the 12-week-old Great Dane, and Leo, the Maine Coon cat. (Buster was also there, [...]
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More on the writing room very soon. But today’s news is about some things people I love gave me because I’m turning umpty eleven today.
Saturday night, Dancing Fairy and Nurse Tattoo came out for dinner with HHB and me. They gave me a pair of Icebreaker pants. They are simultaneously yummy-feeling and attractive enough to [...]
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It’s exhausting.
OK, OK, how lucky am I that I get to whine about rehabbing? I’m not ungrateful. Just pooped at the mo.
There’s the cardiovascular rehabbing, which means doing something aerobically challenging a few times a week. Then there’s the rebuilding muscle strength rehabbing, which means lifting weights and trying to isolate muscles in my neck, [...]
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That’s what PT should stand for.
Only it really stands for physical therapy.
Now that I’m getting physical therapy, I can push myself a little more. I’m stretching the muscles and ligaments in my neck gently in all directions. My physical therapist also started me on weightlifting to strengthen my upper back, because the over-stretching during my [...]
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On Sunday, I went flying with Pilot Vince again. He flew from Salem to a little airport 15 minutes south of where I live and picked me up and we flew around the valley for about two hours.
He doesn’t fly Romeo anymore. He has a new airplane. “New” meaning new to him, but, really, about [...]
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