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I just had to share this. Thanks Rugnetta.
Monday, November 24, 2008
Sunday, November 09, 2008
Lone Kitchen
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I've had a lot of time over the last 6 months to make food, do dishes and be alone in the kitchen. It's been a mix of things but mostly it reminds me that no amount of thinking or being lonely gets in the way of a good meal and a good radio station.
Not sure who the music is by, but if you have the iphone app, you can figure it out yourself and let me know...
Formats available: Quicktime (.mov)
Tags: common courtesy, kitchen
Sunday, November 02, 2008
Picc
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THIS VIDEO CONTAINS BLOOD AND GUTS.
You've been warned. I had some requests to see my Picc line taken out, so here it is. And also some footage from my 5 days in the hospital (we were admitted on my birthday), and some other stuff from the 20 day treatment too. All of the nurses I worked with were incredible. Hospitals and clinics wouldn't function at all without their wicked hard work and love. I couldn't have gone through that whole thing without their support, attention and concern. Nurses are total heros.
I had a dream last night about my picc line. It was fluttering in my heart, I could feel the whole thing running through my arm, and at some point it was taken out. I remember the noodle of it, swaying, towards the end of my dream. Then my dream progressed into some kind of thrift store that was actually a princess castle... only I would dream about royal thrift stores.
You've been warned. I had some requests to see my Picc line taken out, so here it is. And also some footage from my 5 days in the hospital (we were admitted on my birthday), and some other stuff from the 20 day treatment too. All of the nurses I worked with were incredible. Hospitals and clinics wouldn't function at all without their wicked hard work and love. I couldn't have gone through that whole thing without their support, attention and concern. Nurses are total heros.
I had a dream last night about my picc line. It was fluttering in my heart, I could feel the whole thing running through my arm, and at some point it was taken out. I remember the noodle of it, swaying, towards the end of my dream. Then my dream progressed into some kind of thrift store that was actually a princess castle... only I would dream about royal thrift stores.
Formats available: Quicktime (.mov)
Tags: common courtesy, leishmaniasis
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