Saturday, April 26, 2008
Friday, April 25, 2008
Friday, April 18, 2008
And If I don't watch every piece of food (and drink) that goes into my mouth and keep up a vigorous cardio and strength training regimen, I will get fat again. This might sound controversial, but sometimes I do feel like a cancer survivor in the sense that every morning when I wake up, I know that there are forces fighting my body to get back to a state of existence that, for my purposes, might as well be death.
Wednesday, April 16, 2008
We'll be going back up to Seattle next Wednesday to have the neurosurgeon check out the wound (now that it's infected, he's interested).
Tuesday, April 15, 2008
Sunday, April 13, 2008
Sara's back in the hospital. Her incision has gotten (a little) infected; they're treating it with a hardcore course of antibiotics, so it doesn't infect her skull or brain; she'll be back out in a couple days. No big deal. She doesn't even have a fever.
Monday, April 07, 2008
Why aren't they provided for free in public restrooms, like toilet paper?
Sunday, April 06, 2008
Ever heard the rule that doctors always compare tumor sizes to fruit? The thing I had in my head was compared to an orange. But it was about 5 cm. Think golf ball. Or if you insist, maybe a Key lime. This goes to show what happens when your country refuses to adopt the metric system.
Wednesday, April 02, 2008
My town did not appear to be hip to the whole Earth Hour concept, so I totally skipped it. With temperatures dipping below 30 at night still, it wasn't very tempting. Via Slashfood, Food bloggers weren't about to take the night off from eating well. No interesting uncooked recipes from me, I haven't had a lot of energy for cooking lately.
Cross-posted at Cogitamus