I have an ongoing dialogue with buddies who ride bicycles. They talk about being a “biker.” I say, “ha! I am a biker… you are a bicyclist. There is a difference between riding a BIKE and a toy!”
This banter continues among and with my die-hard bicycle-riding friends.
However, as an example of good sportsmanship with my twin great nephews, I did not quibble words when they asked me to…
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Despite the challenges that Spouse is having with his health, and despite the ongoing emotional strain in dealing with his mother’s decline to the point of being on hospice care, Spouse gave me a present for my birthday that I truly appreciate.
What? New leather, new boots, new Harley?
Well….
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Just going through the motions of trying to keep going with the blog. My boots and I have had a difficult time returning to life back at the ol’ BHD ranch.
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This has been the longest break I have taken for this blog, and am sorry about that. My Spouse’s health and his mother’s health, plus travel for work compounded my time available for anything else, including blogging.
Update…
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After a week’s worth of work-travel out west, I returned home to find…
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One year ago, my buddy “S” and I began a Crazy Awesome Adventure — a 1,250-mile motorcycle ride through the “Mighty Five” National Parks of southern Utah.
For the next few posts, I will share memories of that adventure, as well as plans for a reprise.
What’s that?…
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I am on travel this week to the western United States. During this time, Spouse will…
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I have been very concerned about my Spouse and his overall poor health situation. Every day — almost every hour — it’s something. We continue to arrange to see specialists. Unfortunately, we cannot find a good general practitioner to manage the overall process and supervise the Spouse’s healthcare. Turns out the good GPs don’t accept new patients and those who do accept new patients have not been helpful. We have seen at least 10 of them so far this year and on initial contact, Spouse and I look at each other and say, “damn, another bust.”
The last GP who saw The Spouse three times turned out to be a “doctor feel good” — that is, treat with drugs for anxiety and depression. Hell — that was never it. That doc never wanted to look for (test for) the underlying cause.
However, as I face weeks of travel, I am relieved that…
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Long-term readers of this blog are aware that I endured a crash on my motorcycle while commuting to work on May 31, 2016. I was rushed to the closest hospital by ambulance.
Then just this past Friday, my Spouse had a serious medical emergency, and I rushed him to the hospital closest to our home. This is a different hospital, and man, what a difference we felt by ignorance.
What? What do I mean by that? More after the jump…
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Dear loyal blog readers,
Recent days have involved two visits to the hospital for the Spouse. It has been a very trying time for him and for me. We are fortunate to have strong support from…
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