Oh sure, the photo looks innocent enough. But I can tell you this. My teacher that year – who shall remain nameless (to spare any progeny she may have had… although I doubt she had any; she would have scared off any would-be suitors) – Miss X, made my life a living hell. I used to come home crying. Here’s the thing, though. I can’t for the life of me remember any details of her cruelty. I must’ve buried the memories. <shiver>
Memoir
What’s Wrong With Me! Episode Five – Saved by the Net
The porcupines were burrowing under my skin again. At least, that’s what it felt like at 2 a.m. on September 10, 1997… and September 11… and September 12… and… well, you get the picture. It wasn’t a pretty one. Especially when I didn’t know what the heck was wrong with me, so you can add fear of the unknown to it all, which of course made the discomfort worse.
Time Goes – the song!
Back on September 23, I posted the lyrics to a song I had written many years ago (circa 1986). Now here is the song itself, which I just had digitized.
What’s Wrong With Me! Episode Four: Hell and Back…
When Episode Three ended, a slew of strange symptoms were beginning to hold me hostage. That’s actually a pretty fair metaphor, since by the end of the siege I couldn’t go outside – not even on the balcony.
Stick around, it gets worse. I mean funnier. It gets funnier!
Before the Internet…
Before the Internet – and all it spawned, e.g. Twitter, Facebook, LinkedIn, Instagram etc.; in fact, before the term “social media” was a glint in anyone’s eye – there were BBSes! Remember those? If you don’t, read on to see what we did in the early 1990s, if we wanted to connect with like-minded folks easily and often.
What’s Wrong With Me! Episode Three: 1997 – The Plot Thickens
Welcome back! At the end of Episode Two of my medical saga, I left you at a bit of a cliff-hanger. And why not? Heh, I myself was left at a cliff-hanger, thanks to my awful neurologist at the time, whom I will call Dr. X. I would like to call him something else, but this is a family blog.
Time Goes
So I have a milestone birthday coming up next month, as I’ve mentioned before. I am becoming distinctly forlorn over this. I’ve always been super-aware of aging whenever my current decade would crank over to the next. Life has whipped by way too fast for my liking. So I find myself looking at things I wrote years ago and some of it really takes me back… like these lyrics to a song I wrote back in ’86.
What’s Wrong With Me! Episode Two: MRIs Don’t Tell Lies
At the end of Episode One of this medical saga, I tied up loose ends – except for one. I did not tell you about the MRI I had. I alluded to it, but left it for the next episode (this one) for dramatic effect. I’m in charge here, so why not, eh? 😉
Legacy From a Dapper Granddad
And what a handsome man he was!
Crossed Eyes and Dotted Tees 