Music is My IV

I’ve been listening to music during my latest illness flare. A lot. You could say music is my IV.  Music has always been a lifeline for me. From childhood days when I would sing songs softly to God at bedtime, through teenaged years of alternate rock and angst-ridden folklore, to now when I sing for […]

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Farewell, My Furbaby

She sniffed at the edges of the carrier box, uncertain about stepping into the middle of the room with a stranger. She looked around and glanced at me, sitting cross-legged on the floor. I held my breath. Would she like me? Would I like her? Would this end horribly? Then, like a windfall, she stepped […]

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