Apr 132007
 

Dr. Sanjay Gupta, CNN’s medical correspondent, on the lessons he learned while writing his latest book:

At the same time, I came to learn how much we do know about ways we can chase life every day to live longer, healthier lives. I learned that most people don’t necessarily want to live longer, unless they are of sound mind and body, without terrible illness late in life, not confined to beds or wheelchairs. They want to live their lives like an
incandescent light bulb, burning brightly, until they suddenly go out. No flickering at the end.

The only thing in the above paragraph that offends me is the amateurish metaphor–it’s like something you would find in an Expos Writing 101 paper. Gupta’s lack of imagination when it comes to quality of life isn’t surprising; it probably typifies the attitudes of much of the medical community. And he fits right in at CNN, where this sort of facile, vapid commentary is de rigeur. If Gupta wants to believe that life in a wheelchair is too terrible to contemplate, he can go right ahead. I have the same reaction when I imagine being forced to read his book.

Apr 122007
 

The Bush administration is finally starting to act with the spirit of the petulant, truculent C-minus student that this president embodies. How else do you explain the administration’s revelation to Congress that it “accidentally” lost countless e-mails that could shed light on the dismissal of several federal prosecutors? The administration isn’t even trying anymore to disguise its bad behavior. It knows as well as Congress that those e-mails were deliberately deleted, but Bush’s operatives must be feeling too embattled to come up with a more plausible excuse.

Congress will almost certainly issue subpoenas for those e-mails and uncover at least some of them. I’m dying to read Rove’s clumsy and repeated invitations to Harriet Meiers to come on over for a little Merlot and some Idol-watching.

Apr 112007
 

I often forget that the mundane little details of my like must seem incredibly foreign to most people. One of my nurses just asked me if suctioning is uncomfortable me. Suctioning is the process by which a catheter attached to a vacuum pump is slid down my trach tube to remove excess mucous. It’s something that I usually do one to four times a day; sometimes less and more if I have a cold. It certainly doesn’t hurt, and it can actually feel good if I’m congested or if I’ve put off doing it for a long time. I still prefer to cough things up on my own if I can, but suctioning is so routine that I rarely give it much thought.

But don’t try sliding a suction catheter down your nose. I’ve had that done to me as well and I can’t say that it’s a sensation I would recommend to others.

Apr 102007
 

My trusty universal remote–the kind that can tame an entire entertainment system and creates an unholy bond with its unsuspecting owner–has died. My choices are:

  1. Cruise eBay for a replacement
  2. Dig out the four or five original remotes and give myself a migraine every time I have to walk my nurse through the multiple steps necessary to watch an episode of The Daily Show
  3. See how long I can resist the siren call of television and thus prove to myself that I’m not a slave to pop culture. And no, I don’t know why there’s an eBay window open in my browser.
Apr 092007
 

Judging from an article in today’s New York Times, the blogosphere is devolving into a forum for the rude, the hateful, and the obnoxious; so much so that some bloggers feel compelled to put forth a set of guidelines for proper behavior. This issue has never been much of an issue for me. Every once in a great while, a troll will leave a comment that is supposed to be insulting, but it usually just elicits my pity. The tranquillity in my little corner of the blogosphere leads me to think that I must be doing something wrong. Either that, or I have exceedingly well-behaved readers.

Apr 082007
 

When Neko Case sings, she throws her shoulders back and tilts her chin upward, like she’s committing an act of defiance. Her big voice fills the room and demands attention without being flashy. Last night’s concert featured a lot of material from her most recent album, as well as older songs like “Train from Kansas City”. It’s funny. A few years ago, I cringed at any sort of music that had even a little bit of twang. But now I actually like artists like Case, Lucinda Williams, and Kasey Chambers. Concern may be warranted, however, if I develop a chewing tobacco habit and a penchant for belts with oversized buckles that look like the state of Texas or a bucking bronco.

Apr 072007
 

I have tickets to see Neko Case at First Ave tonight, which means I’ll get to venture out into subfreezing temperatures. In April. But sometimes, one must make sacrifices for the sake of art.

I’ll post a short recap of the concert tomorrow.

Apr 062007
 

I finished the first draft of my novel tonight. It clocks in at approximately 179,000 words and 589 pages. And at about 1-2 hours per page, that’s…well, a lot of hours spent working on this thing. I started this project in May 2003 and I’m a little miffed it took me that long to finish the first draft, but I have only myself to blame. I’m reasonably certain that the novel isn’t terribly good, but I’ll try to rework it into something a little more compelling. After I let it sit for a little while. The last hundred pages or so was a real bitch to slog through and there were a few occasions when I seriously contemplated shelving the whole thing. I’ll return to it before long, but I think my characters and I need some alone time. And there are some other stories that are beginning to unspool inside my head and I should probably put them to paper before they start cluttering up the place.

My book does have a title: State of Normal.

Apr 052007
 

I was presented with an interesting question today. An attorney friend called me with the following fact pattern:

A private attorney represents a landlord who owns an apartment building where many of the tenants have disabilities. Some of the tenants have live-in attendants and the landlord has no problem with this. One tenant in particular has a live-in PCA who recently married. The spouse of the live-in PCA moves into the tenant’s apartment and also gets certified as a PCA. The tenant with a disability now shares his apartment with a husband and wife, both of whom are PCAs. The landlord is not pleased with this situation and is considering bringing eviction proceedings against the tenant. The landlord’s attorney is seeking policy arguments that could bolster her client’s case in front of a judge.

I understand the landlord’s frustration at having another person sharing this apartment without being on the lease. And living with a husband-wife team of caregivers could create some awkward issues of dependency for the tenant. But from a policy perspective, there don’t seem to be many compelling arguments that could help the landlord. It’s one thing if the tenant is violating the letter of the lease. But the state doesn’t really care whether an individual lives with one PCA or four, as long as services are properly billed. It really isn’t within the jurisdiction of a court to determine whether this living situation is unhealthy or creating a bad precedent. To do so would smack of paternalism and there’s no shortage of that in the lives of most people with disabilities. While a policy argument might assuage this landlord’s feelings of discomfort about possibly evicting a tenant, I don’t think one is readily available.

Apr 042007
 

My friend has informed me that the only way we’re getting tickets to the sold-out Amy Winehouse concert at the Varsity is to sell me into sexual slavery. *sigh* I guess I’ll have to dig out the ball gag and sailor outfit again. But there are some things I refuse to do. I pimped myself out before for concert tickets and the sight of a garden hose still gives me night terrors. But maybe I’ll get front-row tickets for my efforts and Amy and I will get into a full-on brawl in the middle of her set. She can probably take me, but I fight dirty.