The Catch
Well, you knew one was coming… if I haven’t bugged you to watch, please consider spending 3 minutes and 40 seconds learning about why I am training so hard for the 2016 Philly Half Marathon. This video describes one of the scariest seizures Abbe had. One which, I literally caught her before she hit the pavement. […]
Delight is scarcely longer than a letter; Disgust’s a library.
I cannot wait for this presidential election to be done. Watching everyone being so terrible to each other is pretty damn depressing. Prior to this election season, I used to like having both extremes of news channels in my social media news feeds. I want to understand where people are coming from when they have […]
a thud and a pile of hearts
Thud. What was that? I walked to my son’s room yesterday afternoon, the source of the thud. I opened the door and found him in tears. “What’s up, buddy?” He was upset after reading his Jags team’s group texts. He misses playing. His teammates are heading up to Connecticut this weekend for their first EJ showcase. Van […]
more of a person, and less of a patient
My son has been doing a great job with his physical therapy. He is coming to his travel team’s practices and watching. The kid is chomping at the bit to get on the ice. He generally spends practice laughing at his dad doing his best to not embarrass himself on the ice. And now that […]
can’t wait to make you filthy
On Friday, I received my Philly Half Marathon race jersey from Athletes Vs. Epilepsy. It is a pristine white tech shirt, and I am going to take great pride in making it filthy during my training. I wore it during my 90 minute run on Sunday, and it’s holding up OK, so far… I would like […]
hockey socks and twizzlers
When my son fractured his tibia a couple months ago playing high school hockey, the ER staff had to cut the uniform sock and his skate laces to take care of him. It sucked to see my boy in pain, the sock and laces were just a casualty of what was needed to be done. I brought […]