Cooped Up.

From the drafts folder: February 28, 2024 One year ago, I drove my trusty Subaru down a single-track drive hedged by waist-deep snow banks, hoping I'd turned in to the right chicken farm. I was exhausted. Frazzled. Burned out. I'd booked a glorified chicken coop on a whim a few days prior, looking for an…

I Have Two Kidneys, and You Have None: Postscript

I've received lots of very nice messages regarding my recent kidney donation, lauding a sense of courage, an attitude of selflessness, and a spirit of giving. But I consider these to be misdirected. I took the easy road. I laid on tables for exams, proffered limbs for blood draws, took medicated naps, and bared my…