Category: Journal

Fifty five weeks out from surgery, and here are the numbers I care about: Weight: 237 Blood Sugar: 102 Back from vacation, and down a pound. Pretty damn thrilled with that, as there were a couple rich meals on our way down the Oregon coast last week, and a truly amazing dinner at Halfway Station...

Fifty four weeks out from surgery, and here are the numbers I care about: Weight: 2?? Blood Sugar: ??? Yeah, I’m still on vacation. I’m still eating responsibly, although I had my richest, carbiest meal in a year and a half last Sunday, courtesy my sister-in-law Telishia. The woman knows how to cook pasta, damn....

This will be decidedly less political than the previous entry, but since I’ll be talking about the Covid nightmare at some point, it’ll doubtless get opinionated, so consider this your trigger warning (if angry leftist thought triggers you). We left town a couple weeks ago. I’m teaching a class this summer, as I try to...

Fifty three weeks out from surgery, and here are the numbers I care about: Weight: 2?? Blood Sugar: ??? I’m still on vacation. I’ve eaten responsibly, exercised a bit, graded a LOT, and hung out with family and friends. I’m reading a lot. For fun, even. Still no scale, still don’t care. It was a...

One year ago today, at this very moment, I was seriously struggling to wake up from my surgery. My wife and mother were in the room with me, along with a few others, and I was in significant pain. Pain from the six fresh stomach scars from the surgery, pain from the nausea caused by...

Fifty two weeks out from surgery, and here are the numbers I care about: Weight: 2?? Blood Sugar: ??? I had surgery one year ago. Almost. Technically, my “surgiversary” (I love language and all the fun things you can do with it, but I kind of hate adorable word mashups, so I’m conflicted in even...