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And Now They Are Gone

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So I used to have tonsils. Now I don't.

Yesterday I had a Tonsillectomy to have my throat testes removed. I haven't had surgery since around 1992 I believe, or it might have been 1993, I am not 100% sure.

I know it was during the time I was working for IKEA in Baltimore, in between the time I attended St. Mary's College of Maryland for my B.F.A. and The Savannah College of Art and Design for my M.F.A., so that puts it in the first half of the 90's that much I know for sure. That's how I attempt to remember things, betwixt significant milestones in Life.

And although I have no immediate recollection whatsoever of the year, I could probably find it if I actually felt like spending some time looking. What's that mean? I have typically written like this most of my young adult life, just not publicly. I have kept some kind of a journal, in some form, with a few years gap, since around the age of 13 or 14.


You know...'Dear Diary, got a zit on my back today, kis…

We Interrupt Your Regularly Scheduled Dose of Spiritual Creaminess

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My total bad.

I know so many of you were hoping I was going to wrap up this journey by week's end. So was I quite frankly. But a funny thing happened on the way to spiritual enlightenment. When I made the decision to go from one Massive Blog to a split-entry format, I started adding some stuff in. As that occurred, the whole process evolved.

As that evolution occurred, last night I had an epiphany and needed to add some things, it was important to me. So I had to expand the series from V chapters to VI.

OK, I admit it, I was just trying to be more like George.


BUT...I am about to get my throat gonads yanked out tomorrow, and so there is just no time to write that inserted fifth chapter in time to keep everything a-flowing properly, so I decided to save the Original Trilogy for next week. Consider this past week, Episodes I through III, sort of like a Prequel Trilogy with no Jar-Jar.

Which KINDA works, when you think about it, since it did end with a fall from grace and a fairly u…

Meighan

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(This is Part III of VI of a series of entries that chronicle my experience of Faith, from my early understanding of it as a kid and my acceptance of it as a teenager, my rejection of it as a young adult and my struggles with it as a parent of a child with multiple disabilities, and what I have come to know and appreciate about it through the acts of others.)

Part I of VI: Richard
Part II of VI: Mark
Part III of VI: Meighan
Part IV of VI: Jennifer
Part V of VI: Bennett
Part VI of VI: You All, Everybody


It's very strange to write about a former relationship on a blog, especially when you are married.

You walk a very dangerous road when you do this. Very dangerous.

But I've talked it over with my better half many times, and what makes her my 'better' half is that she is cool with it, because she knows I can do it respectfully. She understands that all parts of my past have worked together as pieces of the puzzle that make up the person who sits here today. I consider tha…

Mark

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(This is Part II of VI of a series of entries that chronicle my experience of Faith, from my early understanding of it as a kid and my acceptance of it as a teenager, my rejection of it as a young adult and my struggles with it as a parent of a child with multiple disabilities, and what I have come to know and appreciate about it through the acts of others.)

Part I of VI: Richard
Part II of VI: Mark
Part III of VI: Meighan
Part IV of VI: Jennifer
Part V of VI: Bennett
Part VI of VI: You All, Everybody


I had just received my temporary driver's permit, and I was at the White Marsh Mall with my parents. My Dad (this is my Step-Father...the Biological Father has LONG since split completely from my existence) tossed the keys at me and bellowed 'Why don't YOU drive!'.

I nearly shat my pants.

I had never driven on the interstate before, and White Marsh Mall was nestled right off of Interstate 95, around 17 miles from our house in Forest Hill, Maryland. I stood there in front…

Richard

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(This is Part I of VI of a series of entries that chronicle my experience of Faith, from my early understanding of it as a kid and my acceptance of it as a teenager, my rejection of it as a young adult and my struggles with it as a parent of a child with multiple disabilities, and what I have come to know and appreciate about it through the acts of others.)

Part I of VI: Richard
Part II of VI: Mark
Part III of VI: Meighan
Part IV of VI: Jennifer
Part V of VI: Bennett
Part VI of VI: You All, Everybody


When I sat down to write this, to attempt to put into words what I have experienced over the past several weeks and what it has meant to me personally, I didn't realize how much I wanted to say. As I began, the words kept pouring out.

As the length grew I realized that, even for me, this was a blog entry that I could not post in a single day. So I gave it some thought and decided to publish it across the span of five days. And even doing THAT, each of these entries is VERY long.

I exp…

Ulnar? I Hardly Know Her!!

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This weekend has been...something else.

My skull is pounding. My neck is throbbing. And my arms? Oh boy...If this were audio I would do the best Dr. Zachary Smith impression I could muster and try to make you laugh with my best 'Oh the pain! The pain!' quote. Was Jonathan Harris actually ever confirmed to be gay? Not that there's anything wrong with that. I'm just curious.

I said curious, not 'bi-curious'.

I was speaking to a friend of mine the other day, who also happens to be my former Physical Therapist who I first met when I discovered I have a Degenerative Disc problem in my spine. Sadly, he lives in Baltimore and I now reside in Columbus, Ohio. Or I'd be seeing HIM right now instead of typing this.

I described the symptoms I am having. Neck pain. Elbow pain in both arms. Numbness and tingling in both arms and both sets of outer fingers. Inability to pick up a cup with my right hand sometimes. Can't grip stuff with my right hand (alright...keep t…