Category: My Story
Having started on that happy note, let me say “death sucks” and “fear of death is suckiest” or would that be the more suckier? (feet tapping on floor, impatient…, chewing on virtual pencil, scribbling on a virtual reporter’s pad). Yup. (flipping thru prayer book and watching “Life of Brian”…, tapping). Not my death, mind you. …
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Many of us with FTD suffer from strange dreams that are part good, part frightening as we are 1/2 awake and yet, somehow, still asleep. My first post on Facebook was about ‘Trazadone Dreams’ and I recconed it to the ‘Amazing Bubble Plastic’ ballons that we could create as kids. Stinky, maybe lethal, but we …
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The sun rises where I can see her now, on the second floor of my simple bungalow. It’s been almost 2 years since I have seen her from this vantage. I roll and stretch as she taps on my 2nd floor window. At first I panic, thinking ‘omg I am late for work’ and then …
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It’s a partly sunny Tuesday morning. Don’t be astounded that I know the day and date, it’s the prompt and calendar at the bottom of my computer screen. Truth is I thought it was Monday, or maybe Sunday. In whatever is my RAM – that short term, random access memory – is what guides …
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Papa, it’s me, Vicki.It is not a good day. I just keep sleeping, and sleeping. Didn’t even hear the garbage trucks (which I delight to hear thru my open window). Dystonia is messing with my face, and FTD is making me stutter, and drag like a fishline on a submerged tree limb. You can’t …
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