One of life’s more turbulent waves that threatened to topple me (see In search of solid ground for reference) happened a year ago today, Sept 15 2016. As that wave washed over me, it stripped me of identity and self-worth. I nearly lost my life in the attempt to stay afloat, and I still feel as if I haven’t recovered my breath. Here’s what transpired, leading up to that unforgettable day: Continue reading
About 6 or 7 years ago, StarMan and I found ourselves surrounded in way-too-high waves off the Florida Space Coast, stupidly trapped in a rip-tide. I knew that we were in trouble approximately 20 seconds before he did. We had been in the water for at least 40 minutes, laughing and enjoying the bouncy waves. We were unaware that with each playful wave jump, we were getting carried a few feet further from shore. The waves were tall and irregular that day, a fact that was made abundantly clear only after we were wore out and ready to go back to our beach towels. Continue reading
Last Saturday, my alarm went off at the very uncivilized hour of Oh-dark-early. The incessant screeching from my smartphone at 3AM was even more annoying than usual. Perhaps my having gone to bed past midnight had something to do with it? With considerable effort, I pushed myself out of bed, splashed some cold water on my face in hopes of reviving myself to an acceptable level of consciousness, chugged a cup of coffee for good measure, then quickly grabbed a fistful of nails, a hammer, and got busy. Today demanded multi-tasking by a jack-of-all-trades, in record time. There was no time for self-pity by the sleep-deprived! Continue reading
Amongst the colleagues in my profession, the phrase “Two-Body Problem” is a geeky way to describe the challenging situation that a married (or committed) professional couple finds themselves in, when they are looking for jobs in similar research fields in the same geographic location, in hopes of sustaining their careers and keeping their relationship intact. StarMan and I are, by all accounts, a strongly-coupled Two Body Problem, and we just got news today that dashed some high hopes. Continue reading
What might seem odd, after having published 42 posts, is to be writing something entitled “My Story”. Since I wasn’t clever enough to have made my last post The Answer To The Ultimate Question Of Life, The Universe, And Everything, I decided it was high time to write a short biographical, with all the interesting bits in one place. You see, lately I’ve been joining various online groups — mostly MS-related — and I am finding the redundancy of “introducing” myself over and over again to be incredibly tedious. The future plan? Point ’em to this tell-all page. Brilliant! So, with apologies to those who have already slogged through 42 posts, here goes … Continue reading
The question posed by this post’s title was on my and my colleagues’ minds all day today. We didn’t hold a “party” per se. In fact, the event that we held was no fun whatsoever. But I digress. The cogent point is: no one showed up! Continue reading
I think that Julius Caesar’s soothsayer may have been on to something. But in my case, the last 2 weeks have seemed more like a scene out of the Twilight Zone than a Shakespearean play. In retrospect, there were several months of foreshadowing, but I was still caught completely off-guard by the news.