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Millie Gore
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My Colon Exploded in My Surgeon's Hands
On May 1, 2015, my colon exploded.  Literally blew the hell up in my surgeon's hands.  I had been terribly ill for months.  My gut was sick, and the needs of Dear Husband, who requires constant supervision and care, were exhausting me.  I ate well but grew ...
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Rubber Bands and Melted Butter
I have been thinking about rubber bands and melted butter.   I started thinking about rubber bands when my dad told me, “I
am cleaning out my file cabinets, and I need heavy-duty rubber bands.   You can’t buy heavy-duty rubber bands in this
town.”   Dad liv...
Rubber Bands and Melted Butter
Rubber Bands and Melted Butter
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The Most Important Question
Last week, Mr.
Wilson, my like-a-dad-to-me-junior-high-school-band-director, said, “I was wondering
this morning what people would say if you asked them what the most important question
was that anyone ever asked them.” “I know what
you’re question was,” I ...
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3- Transition to College for Students on the Autism Spectrum: Don't Skip Class
A parent told
me, “My child with Asperger’s has tunnel vision.   He can only see what’s of interest to him at
the moment.   The rest of the world
doesn’t exist.”   Indeed, the term tunnel vision has been applied to people
on the Autism spectrum since Lovaas...
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Collecting Lexical Memorabillia
I own ten
globes, including a chinoiserie, a gemstone, and an astronomical night sky
globe.   In order to call yourself a
collector of something, you must have at least three members of that class of items and then must study,
organize, display, and enjoy d...
Collecting Lexical Memorabillia
Collecting Lexical Memorabillia
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Lessons My Band Director Taught Me: #3 Grow a Pair
Before the fall of my eighth grade year, I believed in a lot of principles that I didn't have the courage to do anything about.  My Just-an-Old-Country-Lawyer father was committed to civil rights, and he taught me and my brother to value justice for ALL peo...
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On Hissy-Fitting and Lickety-Splitting
Great Big Baby Dog Woodrow, Old Lady Dog Callie, and
I were lying on our bellies looking out my attic-bedroom window at 6:15 this
morning.   Snuggling in bed with your
dogs looking out the window together in the early morning is one of the great
pleasures o...
On Hissy-Fitting and Lickety-Splitting
On Hissy-Fitting and Lickety-Splitting
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ASD and Personal Hygiene
Standing
under the steaming shower yesterday, I thought about the years between my first
brain tumor symptoms and its diagnosis: 1990-2004.   In those fourteen long years, I became
irritable and tactile defensive.   Light
touch hurt my skin.   I could toler...
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My Mother's Damned Egg Slicer
My mother hoarded stuff.   Mother and Daddy’s house didn’t look like the
houses on the TV show Hoarders.   It looked like a fancy antique store bulging with
exotic artifacts from Europe and Asia.   Except for the kitchen.   The
kitchen looked like a stage s...
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The Man in the Yellow Hat- Epilogue
The Man in the Yellow Hat was found dead in the hours after I wrote about him. Rest in Peace, Man in the Yellow Hat.
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