Category Archives: Health

THE PAIN DIALOGUES

THE PAIN DIALOGUES 1 WTF -Fuck off. -No, you Fuck off. -Oh yeah? Well fuck you! -Fuck yourself! -Asshole. Just You wait! I’ll fuck you Till you’re bruised And blue, fuck. -Fuck yourself, you don’t have one original line! -Just yours, fuck your miserable bones, Jimmy, I’ll fuck you up, like there’s no tomorrow. You’ll

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IT WAS 25 YEARS AGO TODAY

TUMOUR IN THE FOURTH VENTRICLE  For Theo Suspended, slung in mid-air for surgery, son, you are alive, a metal halo, screwed into your skull to still your head. The swaggering neurosurgeon cuts out a circle of your skull, pulls it out like plug to reach your brain. The careful knives know where they have to

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Our Bodies, Our Pain

Showing our pain, our selves We start by showing our pain to our parents and our partners. At first, it’s easy. We take our skinned knee inside and one of our parents gets a Band-Aid for our boo boo, wipes the grit away. Some antiseptic, and the bandage will protect us, especially once we have

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Concerning Choice, Acceptance, and Disability

Author’s note: This is my story. Many people feel and think quite differently than I do. I believe it’s necessary and important to make room for diverse and multiple narratives of pain, suffering, mental illness, and disability among ourselves and visible to the public. I had a hot button pushed (of course like most I

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IMPOSTER BINGO

FOR PERFORMANCE I AM NOT I am not a theatre artist, I am not an actor, I am not a playwright, I am not a dramaturg. I am not a novelist, I am not a journalist, I am not a magazine writer, or a copywriter. I am not a composer, I am not a conductor,

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REBOOT MY ASS!

I’ve been away from my dear website, off chasing rainbows with delusional projects I can’t persuade arts agency  jurors to support. Usually they’ve never seen anything like it before, are suspicious of old dogs with new tricks, or they underestimate what I can do while still being chronically depressed and ill with lousy cartilage genetics,

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My Right Foot

For one brief moment I thought my uric acid levels had regained acceptable levels, so stopped taking my Allpurinol medication. A week or so later this is what my remaining foot looked like. My uric acid levels were at acceptable levels because of my medication not because of eating more carefully and not drinking. Once

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WHERE DOES IT HURT?

My left foot has been amputated. To my surprise,  a great deal of my left foot pain has been eradicated. I didn’t expect it, and most health professionals, and people with lived experienced with amputation, didn’t either. I could no longer walk on my left foot, switching it out for a prosthetic will allow me

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My Left Foot

“You’re pulling my leg!” I was heard to say in my happy state during my successful below the left knee amputation on April 5th, two days after my 63rd birthday. My 12th appearance in an operating theatre began with very good drugs, achieving a blissful state of relaxation I have yet to reach through meditation.

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PHYSICAL HEALTH

UPDATE MARCH 27, 2018 Good news and bad news. My blood pressure is a low 110 over 70, not unusual in our family, my father and brother the exceptions. It seems I arrived at my GP’s with barely a pulse. The doc checked the pulse in my feet, including the one that will be sacrificed

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