Crib Notes: Locomotion Is Nigh

Crib Notes: Locomotion Is Nigh

Tuesday, August 13th, 2019 I am close. I can feel it. Months of lying helpless on my back like a sad turtle slowly morph into months of rolling from back to tummy–only to be stuck in that position like a sad whale. After months of a rigorous exercise routine (my...
Crib Notes: Locomotion Is Nigh

Crib Notes: Begone, Thou Bug of Sneezes and Muck

Sunday, March 24th through Tuesday, March 26th The dawn bloomed grey and muted this morn in northern Canton, matching the condition of my disposition. My sonorous voice has been reduced to a scratchy, pathetic thing. There is muck sliding down my esophagus. I am sick....
Crib Notes: Locomotion Is Nigh

Crib Notes: A Visit To The Physician

Thursday, February 28th, 2019 – Evening I write to report yet more grievances committed against my person. After being bundled into the horrid chair with restraining straps, my brother and I were carted off to an examination by our primary physician. We suffered...