When I decided to discuss my history of severe uterine pain, I didn’t anticipate chapter after chapter of the gritty details. I guess enough time has passed now that many of the events related to my hysterectomy have blended together. These days, I think of Titanic as a movie about love and tragedy, and I…
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My Head is a Watermelon
I get sick every September. It’s happened each year now for six years, so by my estimation it’s officially an annual tradition, much like having my teeth scaled; I know it’s coming and dread until it’s over. Common sense informs me that the teenagers I teach are the source of my illness; I interrupt my…
Blue Speckled Pup 