Category: Illness

  • Stroke

    So: the news is – I never had the flu; I had, of all things, a stroke. A stroke which fortunately left me with very little damage; for about two days I had trouble understanding and remembering things, but that has cleared up completely (as far as anyone can tell); and now there is a…

  • A technician told me my test results at the hospital today: distinctly bad. Which has various implications for the future. In the kitchen, much of the fruit seems to be going straight from underripe to rotten, with nothing in between….

  • Limitations; and, The Great German Novel

    Even among these pleasant spring days, various small pleasant encounters, and the sense of positive direction I've developed in the past six months (related to Jung and analysis), I keep being made uneasily aware of limits, barriers, walls. A sense of shortened time, news of health concerns: will I really have to inject myself with…

  • Symptomatic

    Sorry I'm not blogging very often; still feeling a bit distant/reserved from the blog after the messes with TypePad; and still a bit uncomfortable with its new interface, which is technically better but more complicated (which is of course distracting from the business of actually writing). An interesting discovery, an uncovering, at my doctor's appointment…

  • Ostern in Stuttgart (IV)

    [Fourth – perhaps there will be five – in a series on my hospital experiences last month.] [March 26 – 31] Porträts (Wednesday) As I lay in the hospital, recovering, with not many things happening on any given day (a status which will last for about a week, as it happens), I meet various nurses,…

  • Third, fourth, eighteenth thoughts

    … on the other hand.. perhaps I should just get back to work. Or perhaps I really need more rest. Or… Too many years of interest in psychology, including pop psychology, including of course any possible interpretation of my own psychology, and interest in many ideas of productivity and success, or happiness, or, well, I…

  • Ostern in Stuttgart (III)

    [A somewhat delayed continuation of my tales of being in hospital; third of perhaps four or five parts. Hey, it amuses me.] [March 24 – 27, 2008] Terrible days (Monday/Tuesday) It’s hard to explain the slightly crazed, exhausted misery of the two days, nearly three, after I was taken out of intensive care. There is,…

  • For Vanessa: Reflections on Rubinstein

    [A memorial concert was held for Vanessa Knights last Saturday, May 3, a bit more than thirteen months after her death at the age of 38. I gave the following speech, which includes excerpts from a book first published in 1985 and translated in 1989.] If you’ll allow me, I’m going to tell you about…

  • Missing

    There are notes for two more long segments on my surgery and recovery, but I haven’t had the energy to attack them yet. I hope I will finish them – not for your sake: it is entirely possible that the select company friends and strangers who read this blog are already tired of the topic…

  • Ostern in Stuttgart (II)

    [March 22-25, 2008] Intensiv (Saturday/Sunday) The two days following surgery are complex and not without their pleasures: these are the days immured in intensive care, the days of morphine. These are also the days of constant attention, many tubes and cables, an endless bleeping and ticking of machines, an excellent nurse or two, a charming…