Surviving the Crazy Twins

My struggle with the crazy twins that haunt me: Bipolar Disorder and Alzheimer’s Disease.
Terminal?

Terminal?

Now, there’s an ominous word. As in, of course, cancer. Mercifully, that’s not what afflicts me. Or, for an author (if I dare use that exalted term), something scarcely less terrifying: terminal writer’s block. But that’s not it either. No, I...
Pill Power?

Pill Power?

By now, you know that I’ve been diagnosed with Alzheimer’s disease. And, in fact, I’ve been prescribed the medication, donepezil, to treat it. Which, unfortunately, “appears to result in a small benefit in mental function and ability to...
The BIG Reveal!

The BIG Reveal!

Now, understand. I’ve never been very well disciplined about keeping my nose to the grind stone. And, perhaps even more to the point, “The best-laid plans of plans of mice and men often go awry.” (The Scot bard Rabbie Burns’ original of that...
Truckin’, Like The Do-Dah Man.

Truckin’, Like The Do-Dah Man.

Now, buckle in. And get ready. ‘Cause this post’s gonna be a long one. Sorta like the long, strange-but, wonderful-trip I’m fixin’ to tell you about. The Noisy Silence My trip actually started decades ago when my late, lamented father-in-law,...