In case you are not a regular here, my life recently has been quite exciting or frightening, if you prefer. From a near-crippling back injury a year ago to an early morning ambulance ride to the emergency room a few weeks ago, 2022 and 2023 had my family and my doctors on the ropes to a degree.
As if that were not enough, as I write this, my right forearm is swollen from minor surgery to remove a carcinoma and the wound where my newly implanted cardiac device on my left chest is itching. Of course, the purpose of today’s post is not to whine about how unfair 2022 and 2023 have been to me so far. I did that on Facebook the other day.
Today, I want to let you know resilience and gallows humor are part and parcel of my presona. Accordingly, let me invite you to take a short stroll down memory lane with me to September 2011.
North to Alaska: Getting off to a questionable start
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