It’s been almost three years since my last original post. You would think I’d forgotten that I am a writer. In fact, The Hills have had major distractions in the intervening years — many of which have been unpleasant to say the least. Now, I am trying to get back to it, so I wanted to give you an overview of what’s been going on and what’s coming. I would also like your feedback.
The Dog Thing
My black Lab guide dog, Hunter, passed on in March of 2016 just after turning thirteen. He was the dog who helped me learn to use a computer, and that alone should qualify him for a full-blown tribute post. I’ve been working on it since he passed. If that’s not writer’s block, I don’t know what is.
About a year later, I received my new boy, a yellow Lab named Mo. He’s my fifth guide dog — all from GDF. The thing is that this time around everything was totally different. Many of the things I learned since ’71, when I received my first guy, a black Lab named Simba, have changed significantly. Some changes were for the better; some not so much. Some, I’m still not sure about.
Of course, I want to write about Hunter and Mo and our dear kitty, Goofus, but there are many other things on my mind. I have realized that I miss writing articles about this and that, as I used to do for a number of online magazines. Since the ones that paid have for the most part changed or gone under, and since they didn’t pay that much to begin with, a change is necessary. Those realities plus ongoing accessibility issues have convinced me that just doing the same thing as part of my blog would probably bring me at least as much satisfaction. I’d also like to make a section on my website to collect the older articles.
I still want to write about writing and my novel The Heart of Applebutter Hill, and do occasional book reviews of things I’ve found and enjoyed. There’s always knitting; I’m facinated with how and why it works the way it does. I am also compelled to talk about experiences that I and other blind people have had and speculate about their meaning.
The Five Minute Rule
My husband and I have adopted a five minute rule about prattling on about our medical issues in public. So, how to convert five minutes into words? How about one paragraph for Rich, and I’ll share mine with Hunter?
In 2013, Rich was hospitalized seven times with severe pain. Thanks only to serendipity, he was ultimately diagnosed with “neuro” or CNS Lyme disease. He had a month of intravenous Ceftriaxone (an antibiotic that bridges the blood-brain barrier). He has permanent nerve damage throughout his body. Meds allow him to make a dent in the pain. His greatest strength is his bull-headedness. He goes from cutting down trees for firewood to crashing for days.
As Rich stabilized, Hunter came down with Lymphocytic-Plasmacytic Enteritis, the major form of canine IBD (inflammatory bowel disease). He lost ten pounds and a lot of hair. We stabilized him for about a year till we had to put him down. Then, I went from two carpal tunnel surgeries to surgery for a major hiatal hernia, a diagnosis of Barrett’s esophagus, idiopathic pancreatitis and non-alcoholic liver disease. And, both of Rich’s brothers passed away.
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