Many thanks to all of you for your kind words and prayers last week when I was so ill. I'm getting my strength back and everything is ticketyboo. I've been working on the Valentine's Day version of Mr. & Ms. Three-Toed sloth. Even though I have a few more toes and fingers than my sloth friends, I…Read more Sloth Love
When people ask me if I'm working on another next book, I'm pleased they're interested, but feel a little guilty because lately I've been engrossed in making little felt toys. Prior to setting up my Etsy page, which was done on a whim, at the suggestion of a friend who has loved my holiday ornaments…Read more “What’s Your Next Book About?”
When I woke up last Wednesday, I felt a little queasy, which is not unusual for me. But after 15 minutes, the queasiness escalated, and by the time I fed the dogs, there was a burning fluid rushing from my stomach to my throat. I couldn't hold it in. It splattered out of my mouth and…Read more Good-bye 2017!
It may seem odd that I'm writing about my holiday "blues" this late in the game, but for me, Christmas day is the darkest. It brings inexplicable depression and despair, so I call it D-Day. All the hoopla in the weeks preceding Christmas doesn't bother me at all. In fact, that's when I have fun getting my holiday…Read more Distractions from Depression During the Holidays – Do They Work?
This morning at 7 am, as I sat in the Radiology department of the hospital, all prepped for surgery to remove my port, I found myself rehearsing what I was going to say to the surgeon. "Look, it's not terribly red anymore, and it doesn't hurt. Can we skip the surgery?" These were not the…Read more Sewing Stitches vs Surgery Stitches
On the day before Thanksgiving I found one of my beloved box turtles lifeless in the middle of the aquarium. In 2008, I adopted three eastern box turtles from a friend at the zoo, whose children had "outgrown" them. My friend had hatched these three turtles eight years earlier as a way of teaching her…Read more Dionne’s Demise – Stress?
Forgive me for whining, but lately I've been feeling alone in my struggle with my recently placed Power-Port, the grape-sized catheter in my chest, that I need for monthly IVIG infusions. The surgery was 3 months ago, and it still hasn't healed. When I showed my inflamed port to a doctor a month ago, I…Read more Unanswered questions about an uncommon illness