Mean Girls pt2…
I returned to General Practice Veterinary Medicine after four months of working 12-14 overnight shifts in Veterinary Emergency care. Time spent in ER was incredible in terms of experience gained and...
View ArticleToo Blessed…To Be Stressed…
Walking the fur babies this morning led to a wonderful quote from a woman I greeted with, “How are you?” “Too blessed to be stressed”, she replied and smiled a smile that competed with the brilliance...
View ArticleI would do anything…(pt 2)
Yes. I would do anything for the love of Tobias, my first fur baby! Tobias, 13 yrs of age and plague with many illnesses. Some breed specific: dermatology issues with yeast, cataracts, possibly...
View ArticleI no longer have a heart because Pi took it with him…
October 24, 2016 at 12:30am Pi Patel, at the age of 12 passed on. He took his last breath, in my arms wrapped in a towel after receiving Propofol followed by Euthosol. He went quietly and at peace. The...
View ArticleLet the rain come down…
Nov. 9, 2016 So here I sit in my lonely room Lookin’ for my sunshine But all I’ve got is two cigarettes And this broken heart of mine -Prince Cigarettes I no longer crave. I stopped smoking years ago....
View ArticleFragile…or How grief takes hold.
Today, this day, the sky is grey and rain comes down. Sometimes slow, sometimes fast, sometimes taking a break and sometimes…still waiting for the next sometime to write. In November I posted my...
View ArticleTobias Walsh…Toby.
Tobias… Tobias, Toba, Tub of lard, Mr. Tobes, Mr. T, Tobester, Tobadia, Mr Tobadia. Toby, for me YOU will always be…just Toby. I want to write down the words that tell my feelings about YOU. But… When...
View ArticleRunning in the rain…or Bling desperation
So… I ran a half marathon-13.1 miles on Saturday. I ran it on the mean streets, oops, the gentrified streets of Brooklyn. The race started on the sidewalk of the cosmetically altered Botox on concrete...
View ArticleThe Power of goodbye or …goodbye, pretty damn much the final curtain call
Grief is lingering and continues to show its fangs when least expected. I wish I could just stay home from work for a month, get things in order and come to terms with dealing with the new normal grief...
View ArticleDeath Be Not Proud or…Get busy living or get busy dying
It’s so easy to live and so easy to die You can live, take in air, eat, go to the bathroom, physically healthy on the outside and dying inside of a broken heart too weak to fight depression When you...
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