Scars and Hearts or maybe Hearts and Scars

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Day 11

Today’s plan is clean this place up. I’ll update later if it’s worth remarking on visually. My mother-in-law got me a ridiculous recliner. I mean, it will be the nicest thing to sleep in and recover from surgery in. The… Continue Reading →

Turning into a headline: Day 10 OHS coming soon

I wanted to write yesterday, of course I did, but a drive into DC and getting lost around traffic detours made it one of those days that left me without the right words–I cannot believe anyone would torture themselves to… Continue Reading →

when the clubs you’re in don’t even like you

I got up pretty amped–last night was the last hurrah for any drinking-I had a few glasses of Pinot Grigio with some Sprite–clearly I am no purist. One thing all my years of bartending taught me was to pay attention… Continue Reading →

today was lady day

Man–if there’s something absurd that can happen to leave me confused on a given day, it’s going to happen, I ended up going to a totally different address than I was supposed to, having first ended up at the right… Continue Reading →

I’m over-prepared-at least I try to be: OHS preparation for experts

I hate that I am a fucking expert on this over all things. I really don’t need this to be my specialty–cardiac surgery, anyways, but I suppose you should talk about what you know. I know I need to get… Continue Reading →

this is where we’re at: day 5

Today today. Oh yes, today was blood test day where I hung around a LABCORP, probably chock full of the COVID-infected–but every day seems to be a day where I have to do something. Tomorrow I don’t know that I… Continue Reading →

Compression Boots: A Surgical Need

So I got a little help yesterday–this was good because we hadn’t paid my credit cards in a few months and I needed a few things, as mentioned recently. A few hundred dollars can go a long way in my… Continue Reading →

weed is the way: nature’s anti-depressant

JFC. I have no idea who that girl was yesterday–those are not shoes I like to sit in for very long, and I have realized in my life that your experience is largely dictated by your attitude. Now I don’t… Continue Reading →

nothing great to say

I am very fucking alone right now, which is obviously not a surprise, but for those of you who have family who are good, who have friends who are there–be grateful. Not kidding you I could die tomorrow and nobody… Continue Reading →

kites, broken and realized dreams

So today is what I would consider almost the countdown–yesterday was the technical date–I never want to be seen as a fool so I tend to make decisions not on April Fool’s, but for before. I had to get a… Continue Reading →

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