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    PCOS and Infertility: What My Doctor Didn't Tell Me--And What I'm Doing About It

    PCOS and Infertility: What My Doctor Didn't Tell Me--And What I'm Doing About It

    Photo by Adrian Collins Photography When I made a "Health" category for this blog, I sort of hoped I wouldn't have so much to say. But after the close calls of last year, I made a New Year's resolution to be proactive about my health. That meant admitting to myself that, after sixteen months, it was strange that I had not gotten pregnant. It meant making an appointment to investigate, instead of continuing to make excuses. It means, now, saying on a blog what only a handful o
    Biopsy

    Biopsy

    As a birthday gift, my mom wanted to take me shopping. So we were in the Nordstrom shoe department and I had one leg deep in a black over-the-knee boot when my phone rang. My mom was still smiling from whatever we'd been talking about before. She took a fraction of a second longer than I did to realize: this could be the call we'd been waiting on for almost a week. The results of my biopsy. * Last year was a year of health scares. It was mammograms and ultrasounds, biopsies a
    Cease and De-Cyst

    Cease and De-Cyst

    It's been a rough few weeks. Few months, if I'm being honest. One of those periods of time when everything--work, relationships, health, money--seems to require more effort for a shittier result. (I don't often talk so negatively, and I already feel guilty for it, but it's the truth.) So when I started to feel run down last week, I thought it was about time everything caught up to me. I took a long nap on Thursday afternoon and felt slightly better on Friday, though my throat
    Heart on a Screen (Part II)

    Heart on a Screen (Part II)

    If you haven't read the first part of this post, it's right here. * * * The stress test involved me trading a shirt and sports bra for a hospital gown, which was so big that Sean, the burly, bearded technician administering the test, gently placed two pieces of Scotch tape over the front opening to keep it closed while I first walked, then jogged, then ran. The treadmill faced a wall where someone had thumbtacked a plastic tarp with a beach scene printed on it. "Can't you jus
    Heart on a Screen (Part I)

    Heart on a Screen (Part I)

    Inside the body—my body, yours—a heart. Contracting, releasing, independent of the mind’s desires and yet linked in language to love and yearning, devastation and joy. Place your fingers beneath your jaw. Feel the movement of your heart. Is it calm and measured, each pulse occurring at precise intervals? Is it eager, clumsy as children’s footsteps down a hall? Is it strange to you, this feeling of your heart on your skin? Historically, I am not a good listener to my body’s ne

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