Category Archives: medical

The Third Installment of House Arrest without an Ankle Monitor

Posted on May 16, 2020 by Reggie

Just when I thought there was nothing much more to say about life in this pandemic, the Door Dawg shows up on my feed. My last blog was a bit heavy. I’m sorry about that, because who needs more serious … Continue reading →

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House Arrest without an Ankle Monitor

Posted on April 15, 2020 by Reggie

I am guessing that, like me, you are reading too many heavy articles about the demise of our health and democracy. Another guess is that they sometimes leave you riddled with anxiety. So, here’s an easy read that won’t make … Continue reading →

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Who Am I ???

Posted on March 18, 2020 by Reggie

So, I just gave away a Poland Spring 5-gallon jug of water. I don’t feel heroic, I don’t feel charitable, and I don’t feel awesome. You know how I feel? Fucking stingy!! I should have given two. I offered, and … Continue reading →

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Gowns and Assholes

Posted on May 30, 2019 by Reggie

So, turning fifty offers lots of perks. I went on a few amazing girls’ trips; my period is debuting less and less; I was thrown a surprise party, where a stripper had me straddle his face in front of the … Continue reading →

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YOU ARE (not) GROSS

Posted on December 17, 2018 by Reggie

“Everything off but your underwear. The doctor will be in soon,” she said as she handed me the paper gown. But, you didn’t tell me if the opening goes in the front or back. Ass first or second? Shit, I … Continue reading →

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