Gone With the Wind

Elizabeth Taylor. She always reminded me of my mother. Dark hair, a little husky, statuesque. I don't think I ever told anyone that. Nobody listened to things like that in me. And, moreover, my mother was a steeplechaser in her youth in England (See: "National Velvet,") So, on a different note, my mother also reminded … Continue reading Gone With the Wind

Hell Month

April--Hell month--is finally over.  It spilled over into today:  i had the apex of Hell month on Monday, the 30th, wben i saw my lawyer in the morning, after doing bloodwork first thing, then a yearly appointment with my PCP to catch up on this Hell Year-and-a-half of continuous hospitalization+boarding home.  It was the 1s … Continue reading Hell Month