Photo credit: Elinor Carucci for the New York Times Magazine Earlier this month: The battle of oncoming traffic: keeping him safe in the weeks leading up to hospitalization — won mostly by luck, but also by hero sister who spent every morning for two weeks straight talking him off ledge. And hero mother who gave … Continue reading Bipolar Chronicle 2: notes on the current war
“Tell your mother, I’m sorry I hid the remote control on her. And I’m sorry this is happening again. But I need my dentures and my wig, because I want to go dancing tonight.” And then: “She won’t mind. She knows I like to dance.” Continue reading Bipolar Chronicle 1: things my dad says when he’s manic
1. We slept through the snow last night. I didn’t even realize it had snowed until I heard the plows scraping down Columbus Ave. By the time I got to the window it was all half-melted slush. It looked like there hadn’t been that much of it to begin with. They say a big one’s coming, … Continue reading Snowplow
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