Category Archives: Health

Masque

Posted on August 11, 2016 by sputterpub

The seasoned salts of ancient history included superstitions in their trade. Encountering the buxom manatee, they chanty-named the animal “mermaid.” Were they by saline spray and fog so blind, or by long voyaging did they forget? They saw the attitude … Continue reading →

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Hypochondria

Posted on August 9, 2016 by sputterpub

Exactly how much notice should I give to little bumps that feel like fat or bone? Disdaining waiting rooms is how I’d live, and waiting for a change in shape or tone. The symptom tends to worsen or to shrink … Continue reading →

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The Carburetor

Posted on July 27, 2016 by sputterpub

My BFF is eccentric. Actually, that’s putting it mildly. She’s high-functioning or they would have locked her up long ago. She describes herself as a 5½ year old adult. Mel maintains that she was forced to become a grownup during … Continue reading →

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Question #3

Posted on July 26, 2016 by sputterpub

Today I added question number 3 to every morning’s catechism. Now I start by asking what necessity demands of me, and then I query how I shall indulge myself for labor done. Add this: What makes today unique? Why see … Continue reading →

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Doctor R

Posted on July 5, 2016 by sputterpub

I hate to wait in doctor waiting rooms. I seldom meet a doctor I respect. The act of even calling one consumes my inner peace with angst, attacks and wrecks my calm, converts me to a phobic mess and makes … Continue reading →

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HBD

Posted on April 28, 2016 by sputterpub

Long in the tooth? That’s part of the truth. Carve this for a totem: He’s long in the scrotum! The outside loses elasticity while all within are weary wearing out. The frame condenses and that gravity will conquer no one … Continue reading →

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Cervical Spasm

Posted on March 3, 2016 by sputterpub

Two days ago, my eye began a dance I didn’t like. My upper lid would start to pull as if I had a tangled lash, but nothing from outside had played a part. The twitch resolved – then came the … Continue reading →

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Disruption

Posted on December 9, 2015 by sputterpub

“You know what they say,” I intoned. “Whatever doesn’t kill you makes you stronger.” Margaret snorted. There was no way I could interpret that as agreement. And she’s a professional. I looked up and listened. “That’s just not true. Or … Continue reading →

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Yeah, But…

Posted on September 18, 2015 by sputterpub

I’m not enjoying aging very much: the looser skin; the evening lassitude; the loss of visibility; the touch of varied ailments; disappointing food; the fear of falling down; the drive to nap; the mislaid nouns and names I now forget; … Continue reading →

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Inner Sanctum

Posted on July 21, 2015 by sputterpub

Eleven years ago, on Mother’s Day, after the last surgical tube was out, I wept with weak relief. Repaired, I lay upon that bed and knew without a doubt that I am built like everyone – my heart right here … Continue reading →

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