Survival.

Sepsis. A word I hoped I’d never hear again. Since 2016, I’d been septic twice. It was awful each time, but nothing like this. It's taken me some time to really work through the aftermath. Slowly but surely, I'm getting myself back. I woke up on a Tuesday morning earlier this month and EVERYTHING HURT. [...]

Thank you, next.

As I was driving to an appointment today, I got to thinking about this year, and past year ends. I already had a post about 2018, but what hit me today driving was a whole lot of emotion. Each year since about 2014 I've thought to myself “holy shit that year sucked," I hope next [...]