So I’m finally at home, rebounding from cardiac surgery and the shock of it all, glad to be within my own four, very dingy, walls. Then my friend, singer Stacey Shaffer-Bishop, calls me, and says she’s coming over with stuff for me to eat. And gosh darn if she doesn’t bring me a big, big pot of homemade chicken soup (no salt used in its preparation), coffee, matzo crackers, salad greens, some
Friday, February 19, 2010
Wednesday, February 17, 2010
The Heart Chronicle, Part 4: Mostly for Men Only
Posted on 8:11 AM by ergeg
I received three particularly interesting phone calls within a day or two of my surgery. All were from males. All were non-smokers, right around 50 years old. All lived alone. All expressed their concern for my brush with mortality, but I perceived something else behind their words and their cautious attitude. Suddenly, I was doing the listening. And I guess that was okay because I had endured
Tuesday, February 16, 2010
Brad Paisley's Crappy Happy Talk
Posted on 6:52 AM by ergeg
A few words about Brad Paisley’s video, Welcome to the Future, which I continue to see in rotation on CMT, though it’s been more than six months since its release. How about “Yuck”? Or “Ugh”? Paisley, well-respected as a country artist, has finally jumped the shark. About as "country" as a shopping mall in Minnesota, Paisley unselfconsciously strives to use his considerable podium as a way to “
The Heart Chronicle (Part 3)
Posted on 4:28 AM by ergeg
[This is the third installment of a multiple-chapter essay on my recent heart surgery. Scroll down to read Parts 1 and 2.] In the early morning of Feb. 13, about nine hours before my release from Vanderbilt Medical Center, I became increasingly emotional. Sitting there in the dark, my roommate asleep but snoring on the other side of the partition—my short-term ordeal coming near to its end—I
Sunday, February 14, 2010
Separated at Birth?
Posted on 11:47 PM by ergeg
Actress Starina Johnson (Stuck!) NASCAR's Danica Patrick
The Heart Chronicle (Part 2)
Posted on 10:12 PM by ergeg
[This is the second installment of a multiple-chapter essay on my recent heart surgery. Scroll down to read Part 1.] Following my surgery, I have some vague recollection of being wheeled somewhere and perhaps even of being on an elevator. (Wondrous sedatives keep the new heart patient in a heavenly guessing game.) By the time I got my mental bearings, and some physical clarity, I found myself in
The Heart Chronicle (Part 1)
Posted on 6:20 AM by ergeg
Today is Day 4 in my new life as a heart attack patient. I entered Vanderbilt University Medical Center’s Emergency Room at approximately 3:30 a.m. on Thursday, Feb. 11. I had driven myself to the hospital after experiencing strange chest discomfort and increasing pain, of a sort that would make any aware person realize that action was needed. I wasn’t exactly sure what was wrong, of course,
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