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And then my eyes were opened
Despite my questionable experience with my allergist, I still had a high opinion of doctors when I moved to Portland in 2000. These were people who’d dedicated their lives to people’s health, to save lives. They were intelligent, committed, and sincere in their intentions to help me whenever I wasn’t doing well. That all changed…
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Let the health beaotch begin!
I wandered last month, conversations about loneliness. No doubt, I have more, but not this month. I thought I’d try doing something I haven’t done in the past, in my blogging at least: blogging on a theme. So this month, November 2023, I’m going to rant and wander and complain and bitch and explain and…
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There were signs
There were signs. On the 8mm films I’m present in I’m 3, 4, or 5 years old. I seem happy, I’m smiling, and I’m bouncing around, but I don’t seem to be talking. Frequently I hold my right hand over my face, mirroring my dad who’s filming me. I would, until I was at least…
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Getting my Rhythm on
I’ve always struggled, at least as an adult, with having a consistent schedule. Getting up at the same time every day? Good luck. Getting to sleep at the same time. Until much more recently (and with the help of certain medical interventions) it was all but impossible. Going to the gym every day at the…
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Transactional Interactions
Transactional interactions are the easiest. Walk into the grocery store. Grab a twenty pound bag of cat food. Plop it on the conveyor. When it’s my turn I say hello, authorize Apple Pay on my phone, tap the payment machine, grab my cat food, say thank you, then head home. Check in at the medical…
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Loneliness continued…
Smoking. Drinking. And motorcycling. Those are a handful of the ways I’ve found are easy for me, as an adult, introvert, and an autistic, to engage in social interactions. It was different when I was a kid. Sure, I was hella shy, frankly intimidated to the point of extreme anxiety over even the idea of…
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Loneliness
I don’t know when it all started. I mean, it was nearly fifty years ago and I’m only now understanding how being a high functioning rustic person has had an effect on my life. I would have written this blog differently at a past point in my life. At a time I just thought I…
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Shortage
I’m concerned for the future of America. I have a lot of reasons. But today I want to talk about shortages. Present and future. Health care. COVID pushed our already fractured health care system to its limits. Doctors, nurses, and all other manner of health care workers were pushing themselves to their breaking points doing…
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I can be ridiculous
I’ve been smoking less. No, I haven’t stopped smoking. But I’ve been smoking significantly less. The real irony is, I can throw on a patch and not smoke if I have an externally facing reason not to. For example, last Friday I went in to have a set of lung tests done. Threw on a…
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Imagine this
Someone in your neighborhood, who’s crashing at a friend’s house, say a guy named Bob, about twenty houses down or a quarter mile away, drives to the mall with an AK-47, kills ten people, then returns home to eat macaroni and cheese and watch Netflix. That afternoon, the police, not knowing where he lives, but…