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Here is one of the paintings I used to do for my kids. It's called "The Pond", and I'm including it here because it's a happy thing. And...

I had my last physical therapy session today. It was time. I was beginning to feel like a healthy man in a sick ward. Here's the verdict:...

It's just over six weeks since I was pierced, drilled, and injected with my own processed stem cells, since I left the miraculous brace...

This is a tale of blood and hiccups and other things. More, in fact, of other things, but not about guitars. I just like the picture....

It's almost 10 p.m. Nearly two months have passed since I started wearing "the brace", tomorrow will mark exactly one month since I got...

This is the most difficult time. I'm doing physical therapy seven days a weeks, five one hour sessions in the gym, and two hours in hydro...

Tuesday was one of those days when you feel sick, sore, and ornery. That was me. We had considered taking a drive around Pittsburgh,...

I had planned on writing a light hearted blog entry on the specialty devices for the elderly and infirm sold on retro TV. I had also...

It's a week since I had the last of my treatment, at least the pokey kind. I'm wearing the brace, taking a daily collection of...

After the geological exploration of my hipbones, Cindy and I went to lunch. One of the reassuring moments of this experience was when I...