“Patient is a 70-year-old male” it said at the top of my doctor’s notes on the MyChart app. And my first reaction — I swear! — was “Who the hell is he talking about??” Same thing with my dog. He’s not getting any younger, either — but I still think of Kemba as a puppy. From
Is today Thursday? Or Friday? Wait —it’s Wednesday? Really? Hard to tell the difference during our shelter-at-home sabbatical. You just have to find your own ways to add a little spice to your days. Carol, for example, tripped over an empty suitcase in our bedroom, crashed to the floor, and fractured her left shoulder plus her
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Kemba Walker Herman was cleared yesterday for light fetching-related activities. He’s spent the last two weeks on the Injured List after hyperextending his right front elbow while tumbling tail over teakettle during a vigorous fetching session at Compo Beach on February 24. Team physicians at Winslow Park Animal Hospital reported that “Kemba’s gait looked good”
It’s an oft-told Herman family tale this time of year. December 25, 2003 — Ricky the Beagle’s first Christmas. Matt is 22. Robby is 10. (Greg is 19, but he’s not part of this story. Sorry, Greg.) Matt and Robby are locked in one of their weird competitions: Whose gift will Ricky like better? Robby
Gained a co-pilot in Asheville: Carol. Then lost one in Greensboro: Matt, who stayed down in North Carolina to celebrate Thanksgiving with his in-laws. Matt put in two strong stints: one back at the beginning, on the Bourbon Trail and then up to Indianapolis; plus here on the southeastern swing, from Little Rock to Nashville
Beagle Man (on Friday’s afternoon’s drive along I-40 East with Matt, closing in on Asheville, NC): Hey, since our dinner reservation isn’t till 8:30 tonight, I think I’ll use the downtime to do some catching up and to write a blog post. Matt: Sounds good. The next moment, a text arrives for both Matt and
I’d fully intended to kick off this post with with my latest enchantment at the Grand Canyon, but in between my day there and today’s arrival in Santa Monica, I spent last night in Sin City. And it left me speechless! So I have to get it out of my system right away. Yes, I
Little did I know that Carol’s 69+ birthday present to me was to send me driving to St. Louis in a midwestern snowstorm! I felt like I was on one of those legendary plains cattle drives! (Not that I’ve been on one, but I’ve seen the movie and read the book.) It’s crazy! Sunday in
All good so far. Got to LGA nice and early, just the way I like it. My whole family made lots of fun of me for leaving WePo at 6:30PM for a 9:53 flight, but I don’t care. Who needs an ulcer? Early highlight: I succeeded in ordering my dinner using the iPad at the
