# Tag: health

Back in April of 2019 I had my tonsils removed, as well as a concha bullosa turbinoplasty. Did it suck? Yes. Did recovery take 3-4 full weeks? Yes. Did I eat a lot of popsicles and chocolate shakes and gain a zillion pounds? Yes. But did it change my entire life from a health perspective? YES! I went from having 2-3 epic strep throats per year (that would hang in there for 45+ days sometimes) to barely getting a sniffle since (well, except that one time I got COVID).

I found this old photo on my camera roll and would like it to be on display at my funeral. Not just one of the pictures at my funeral, but the picture. The big one they put out at the memorial service. That's it. No other photo boards necessary. Thanks!

This year I had a Father's Day I'll never forget. I'm too fried to write it out in long form, but here are the highs and lows: All things considered, I'm trying to think of the positives: all these accidents could've been so much worse. That said, I've never been so happy to be done with a vacation, and I'm hoping next year is a tad less dramatic.

Ugh. It's that time of year again for resolutions. In the last few months, I've been reading a bunch of the Dan Harris substack and one of the things he talks about is making goals/resolutions more specific and measurable. So for example, don't say "I want to get fit this year." Make it more specific, like "I want to make sure I get to the gym three times a week" or "I want to lose 15 pounds." Some other posts on this topic suggest carving the year into smaller chunks to make the goals more attainable.

As I'm (hopefully) winding down this bout with COVID, I'm excited to start my second season as a dad and dancer this month. My youngest son, Atticus, has danced professionally for a number of years, and one of the opportunities his dance company offers to students and their families is called Dads and Dancers (I like to refer to it as DnD). Basically the students and their dads (or another family member) practice up a dance piece every week over the winter months and then perform it a few times during competition season.

Rolling into day 3 of COVID, my wife and I have been comparing side effects. One (and I know this may be just a coincidence) that's unique to me is I developed two huge canker sores directly under my tongue. Fortunately it only hurts a lot when I talk, eat food or drink. With limited appetite this is not really a problem, but then I got the b-day present my parents left for me while I was out of town:

Let me be clear: COVID has not been fun and I'm not making light of it in any way. The Mrs. was exhausted - hibernating under covers for most of the

Last year, after my wife's Facebook account was hacked (and recovered - read about that here) we had two scary realizations: