New Digs
Hey, kids! I’m back in the blogosphere with a new series, My Unremarkable Brain. The name for this blog series comes from an MRI that I had back in December. 2017 was an eventful year for me. BigDave’s little world was rocked by not one, but two seizures. More on all that later, but the long and short is that Christmas Eve-Eve found me in a hospital gown, lying prone on a mattress as thick as a kitchen sponge, sliding in and out of a loud plastic coffin while radioactive magnetic-rocket-laser-thingies 1 shot through my skull. I’m not much of a claustrophobe (ironic for a big man, I know), so a bit of meditative deep breathing allowed me to hold still all right, but the real challenge was that I had a head cold, and I had to ignore the incessant tickle at the back of my throat and stifle the impulse to cough. I guess I did okay, though. I hung on till the bell, and when they finally let me up, I asked the tech, “how’s it look?” I knew it was usele