Lockdown Loneliness My very first lockdown and its’ twin companion, loneliness, took place from 2015 through 2020. I found myself stuck...

In 2012, life was great: I proudly wore a white coat with a stethoscope around my neck and finally felt useful to humanity. Two decades...

At what point, do we give in to despair? Several times, the last few years, since becoming disabled, or rather, much worse disabled, I...

The last blog was about the loneliness of disability, or bad decisions, or both. This was supposed to be part 2. Well, I lost my dad this...

Part One: This may be my most dire blog yet, about the near death from total isolation that I suffered for the last half-decade. It's not...

Politicians, social media companies and journalists are responsible: The deaths from collateral damage are on their conscience.

The cold and, for me, always painful winter had barely retreated when the first signs of lockdown arrived in downtown Albuquerque. I...

The weeklong ketamine infusion is wearing off, and my eternal companion, the severe nerve pain is returning while my dad is dying. What now?