The Life and Style of a Mother Runner with Scoliosis
* * * Today is my 15-year spinal fusion-versary. It's not really the type of thing one celebrates with a cake, I suppose. So here's a photo of me with my infamous back card celebrating the stainless steel rods that have been decorating my spine for half of my life. That'll work in lieu of... Continue Reading →
"I want you to count backward from 100." An anesthesia mask looms above. "Here, this tastes like bubble gum." I think to myself, "Ew, it most certainly does NOT taste like bubble gum." I start counting and barely make it to 97 when the room gets hazy and then...darkness. That was 10 years ago this... Continue Reading →
