Back with another one of those block rockin’ beats!

Howdy! So much for my “life purpose” of sharing my experiences so others can know they aren’t alone. Failure! I won’t bore you with excuses for why I haven’t written all summer. None of them are really valid reasons. The truth of the matter is that I am just lazy and unorganized. Today I write […]

Thoughts on Hand Transplants

I’m currently sitting at the Mazda dealership while my car gets it’s 5,000 mile service. It’s crazy that I’ve already driven that many miles, but it adds up quickly when you’re zoom-zooming around New England. The dealer just walked in after parking that red Miata and said “You could be driving that! You’d fit […]

Throwback Thursday – Autobiography Part 2

Last week I began typing up the autobiography I wrote for my 11th grade developmental psychology class. If you’d like to start at the beginning, check that post out first. This is part 2 of 3. Childhood In first grade I had an awesome teacher named Mrs. Bush. She was the best teacher I’ve ever had. As […]

Exploring Ectrodactyly with EEC Chick

As the name implies, ectrodactyly is a prominent feature of EEC. Ectrodactyly just means missing fingers (or toes). If you ask me about it, I’ll say that I don’t think about ectrodactyly much and that it really hasn’t been that big of a deal in my life. Which in some ways is true. It has not caused me much physical […]

Full Speed Ahead

Surgery is looming at end of this week like an iceberg on the horizon. (Dramatic, right?) Scheduling surgery as an adult is a weird thing for me. I had so many surgeries as a kid that I just grew accustomed to being told when the next one was and steeling myself for the inevitable. But […]

Deaf as a post – Part 1

For about a week now, I’ve been 85% deaf (as opposed to my usual 50%). I seem to have acquired an infection or a swelling or some thing which has caused my good ear to feel clogged and useless. I’ve been walking around feeling like I’ve just jumped into a swimming pool and the world is […]

Dear Diary, Thanks for keeping all my secrets. Love, Heather

When I was 10 years old I was given this little pink diary for Christmas. I had no idea then just how significant a role this little book (and the dozens more that would follow) would play in my life. As a 10-year-old, I wasn’t even really sure how to keep a diary. All the […]