On the last morning of our vacation, Dan woke up with sciatica. We bundled him and all of our gear into our rented SUV and headed back to the city. It took three and half weeks, pain meds, physical therapy house calls, acupuncture, muscle relaxants and lots of patience for him to become ambulatory again.… Continue reading August Has Been the Month of Paralysis: His, Mine, Ours
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THE MEMOIR LIFE 