In Mount Sinai Waiting Room

Mt Sinai

Today, I sit in the waiting room of Mount Sinai Hospital, New York City glancing at the lighted board reminiscent of being in an airport watching Departure times. This surgery is for getting Yuri’s voice back.

Giving Thanks, Thanks forGiving

Nellie on Sweater

I am thankful. So very thankful. We hung on, staying positive, keeping the faith, and taking those baby steps. Today, I read the blog posts from the beginning of our journey, we remain the Voyagers staying the course.

A Rescue Bird’s Tail For Telling

Pincio

Coming to someone’s rescue comes naturally to me. When Yuri, finally awake from his long springtime nap, wanted to get out of the hospital so desperately despite having atrophied muscles and a body attached to a roomful of machines and linked in tubes, I conspired along with him to enable his escape.

First Night Out Seeing Steely Dan

Yuri at MPAC

First major outing for our November celebrations – one of Steely Dan’s four-day performances, the entire album Royal Scam and then some choice Steely Dan favorite hits at MPAC in Morristown.

All Hallows Eve to All Souls Day

Day of the Dead@Trumpets

I know Yuri wandered about in and out of his Mind Palace consciousness getting a little too close to the Netherworld world of the dead. No one knew where this would take us.

A Coming of Age Story

This medical ordeal aged us– physically, mentally, and emotionally. To find our way out of this Wilderness, we go to our favorite place for peace and solace and take a dip in the cold, clear water.

Watching Colors Turn Autumn

Autumn Colors

Six months ago the seasonal changes from winter into spring went mostly unnoticed by us when Yuri was taken to the ER and our world became the unexpected present.

Unwired at Woodstock

CK+YT @Woodstock

Being wired. Getting wired. The fight or flight response is wired into our basic survival instincts when threatened. Yuri survived a life or death scenario which we still find hard to believe at times.

Summer End, Harvest Moon

Harvest Moon

A whirlwind from the last week of summer ushering in another season predicated by the light of the Full Harvest Moon. There were some milestone moments such as an impromptu excursion

Observation of the Little Things

Our dining table-turned workstation keeps our minds exercised while the body instrument heals. Most instances of the numerous medications and medical equipment are gone, replaced with a five-string electric violin, guitars, mixers, headphones,

Caregiving Is Not Free

field of plants

It’s been the most unsettling time as I fell into the rabbit hole of primary caregiver during an intensive, and in those early weeks, an extremely dire situation that lasted for what seemed like an eternity