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by Ed February 23, 2011 2

Of Mice and Men

Last night, after cuddling on the couch and watching some TV; after brushing and flossing; mid-way through the four ofContinue Reading

by Ed February 21, 2011 1

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Into the Unknown

My son comes home tomorrow. Hell, we all come home. This home, this office desk which I sit at tonight,Continue Reading

by Ed February 20, 2011 1

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T Minus 2 Days

Nothing too dramatically new to report here. Beckett continues to make great progress. He had no therapy today – thereContinue Reading

by Ed February 18, 2011 0

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Weak With Progress

Beckett’s recovery, 13 days into this ordeal, has been truly remarkable. A boy who was almost completely paralysed 9 daysContinue Reading

by Ed February 17, 2011 4

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2 + 2 = 4

The doctors dropped some science, or news rather, on us a few minutes ago: Beckett will need to stay anotherContinue Reading

by Ed February 17, 2011 1

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Rise and Shine

Sometimes a good night’s sleep in your bed; a cup of coffee and breakfast (with some fresh squeezed OJ fromContinue Reading

by Ed February 15, 2011 3

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The Road Less Traveled

Tonight, Beckett gave us a grand finale in his room at Barrow Neurological Institute. He tied a shoe. Granted, itContinue Reading

by Ed February 14, 2011 3

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The Importance of Being Earnest

“I have always been of opinion that a man who desires to get married should know either everything or nothing.”Continue Reading

by Ed February 14, 2011 3

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Happy Valentine’s Day

Beckett made this this morning to hang on his hospital room door. Later today, the nurses and hospital staff willContinue Reading

by Ed February 11, 2011 0

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Friday Update

I’ll be brief today, as there’s much to do. But first, let’s get to what y’all want to know: BeckettContinue Reading

I’ve written professionally about politics, utilities, crime and dabbled in creative writing most of my adult life. In 2011, and again in 2017, my son was diagnosed with Guillain-Barre, a rare disorder in which the body’s immune system attacks the nervous system. He’s recovered twice. Both times, this blog became both a way to communicate universally with those who cared about him; but also as a place for me to cope with the fear and uncertainty of serious illness.

I’m still trying to understand what it all means – the love, the pain, the sadness, the demons, the joy – we encounter daily. Somethings I write those thoughts out, in all their random forms. That’s what you get here.