The Soldier and the Squirrel introduces children to the Purple Heart

through a loving story of a friendship between a newly wounded soldier

and Rocky the squirrel with his backyard friends. This story began as a

blog during my first year in bed after my incident. With much

encouragement, it is now a book and has been placed in the

Ronald Reagan Presidential Library & Museum. Please watch the video

on the About page to learn for the Soldier & Rocky are changing children's






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Fried Nerves - The Other White Meat


Hoping this finds you well today. No worries if you are busy. It 's my job to take you out of your busy. And read a blog from someone who's lost her busy. But I did have a jarring moment this week when a bird smashed head-on into my bedroom window. It even left an imprint of him. Sideways. Like the Road Runner when he stops too fast into a boulder. Lord knows when we'll get our window cleaned. But then again, window cleaners are sometimes interesting. Until then, Little birdie feathers flip back and forth in the breeze as they stick in the silhouette of his wassa beak. Looks like he was right in the middle of an F-bomb. And got stuck.

Back on the spine front...

This week Dr. Graf removed the Electro Spine Stimulator Trial. He also cauterized the nerves of the facet joints around my C5-6 Fusion and C6-7 Disc Replacement. I don't like typing the word Cervical. That can get confusing. Always wondered why they named something in your neck the same thing as something oddly resembling an inflated doughnut.

It will take about two weeks feel the full effects of the nerve cauterizations. Oh! little heads-up - the muscles around the facets get burned too. Think of it as collateral damage if you were a cow standing next to a fence in a lightning storm. A skinny cow. I was one away from getting served at KFC. The other white meat. Tastes like chicken. I figure the nerves are about well-done enough now. Could use a good sauce though. I'll get right on that.

Doc said 8-10 days until the surgical pain goes away and will begin to feel the benefits. Me. Not him. Although he we are getting paid, just in different ways. I'll be set to go on a good scooter ride soon. After the Electro Spine Stimulator Implant Surgery. That will happen in the next couple of weeks after my insurance approves of my being happier. I've never needed such validation in my life - although after this surgery, I will be fully validated. And can parkin a handicapped spot and pray that people think I'm mis-using my placard - because I look too healthy.

In the meantime, Real Housewives of Orange County makes my reality look like a cakewalk. By the way, did you see what Tamara called Vicki this week?

Best thing of ALL is Don is home! He says he got more rest doing "Nashville" than me. You know what I mean. Dirty minded scoundrels - all of you. And I love you for it.

I shall lay in my bed this week and stare at my window. I'd stare out of it but keep getting distracted by a little beak. With little feathers that flip. To remind me, my day was still better than his.

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