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Tag Archives: waiting
Waiting . . . for Snowfall
Many businesses are closed today. Schools are playing it safe, too. After all, just one year ago Atlanta was inundated with a winter storm that snarled traffic literally for “days” and the Governor (and other officials) were given a sound … Continue reading →
Posted in Family History, Stories, Uncategorized
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Tagged adaptable, Atlanta, confusion, disrupted, life patterns, meteorologist, routine, Snowmageddon, Snowpocalypse, uncharted, unpredictable, waiting, weather
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Did You Get the Virus Yet?
Intercostal muscle strain. That’s what they call it. It happens when a 61 year old man tackles a fallen tree with a hand saw, subdues it, cuts it mostly in half, then attempts to military press it over a fence … Continue reading →
Posted in Family History, Stories, Uncategorized
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Tagged by hook or crook, Gatorade, healing, hernia, intercostal muscle strain, Netflix, Sprite, this too shall pass, virus, waiting
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Waiting
I am sitting in a surgical waiting room at Piedmont Hospital in midtown Atlanta, Georgia. The room was designed for waiting. And that is what I am doing. Waiting. I am waiting along with a host of strangers. An adjoining … Continue reading →
Posted in Family History, Stories, Uncategorized
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Tagged 1905, 1907, 1957, 1960s, 1983, Atlanta Georgia, Atlanta-Fulton County Stadium, Bible, Capitol Avenue, Columbia South Carolina, Epworth Orphanage, Peachtree Road, Piedmont, Piedmont Hospital, Piedmont Sanatorium and Training School for Nurses, surgery, Tucson Arizona, waiting, waiting room
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Dog Poop and Other Things That Stink
If you’ve lived long enough on this planet and have been out-of-doors for any period of time you’ve probably experienced it. One day you take an uninformed step on the ground beside you and you sense you’ve landed in a … Continue reading →
Posted in Aging Parents, Assisted Living, Family History, Nursing Homes, Stories, Uncategorized
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Tagged 1951, Andy Griffith, aroma, bizarre, consideration, dependent, dignity, dog poop, elder abuse, fast-paced, freedom, ghosts, God, hurry, incomprehensible, infractors, mother, Nursing Homes, olfactory, oxygen tank, patience, Plymouth, praise, pungency, rehab facilities, respect, rush, stink, taking things for granted, veracity, waiting, wheel chair, white shepherd/lab mix
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