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Quite a few things happened yesterday which led to a sleepless evening. By “sleepless” I mean my usual eight hours of slumber was reduced to an hour and a half. The main reason was we had strong storms in the Cincinnati metro area and our electric power was knocked out for nearly twenty four hours. No electric meant no fan in the evening heat and humidity. As I have mentioned before, we live in a non airconditioned house. Worse yet, I had no background noise at all to help me go to sleep. Normally leaving me alone with my thoughts leads me to face more than a few of my deepest anxieties head on.
Before I get to a few of them, I heard from Connie recently and she is facing desperate health issues. So if you all can take a moment and wish her the best I am sure she would appreciate it. To make a long a very personal story much shorter Connie was subjected to the medical paranoia we non
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operative transgender women fear the most, the total un-robing in the prep room in front of strangers, some of which who don’t seem to be completely approving. Regardless of all of that, again I wish her the best trip back to being the sarcastic fun person she can be.
Plus there is Stana’s wife who seems to be on the road to recovery. My best goes out to her also. As my father in law always said growing old isn’t for…
