tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18171692.post5666866375514498340..comments2023-10-03T12:20:53.726-04:00Comments on ¡Cecilieaux!: Death as a Way of LifeCecilio Moraleshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05283375962527765787noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18171692.post-3420907091908375112008-10-24T13:43:00.000-04:002008-10-24T13:43:00.000-04:00My life is in the hands of a Doctor whose name I c...My life is in the hands of a Doctor whose name I can't pronounce let alone understand a fucking thing he's telling me. I guess it would help if I could hear better. My wife says it's so funny to hear us interact. I imagine it is. It's hard to laugh when you're frustated. When I leave his office I head directly to a dive where 2 or 3 martini's help me understand. Maybe if Dr. Huang had vodka in his office I could finger him out. :)Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12631212006167337431noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18171692.post-22009523246205961202008-01-29T14:54:00.000-05:002008-01-29T14:54:00.000-05:00Your weekend reminds me of my own father's death, ...Your weekend reminds me of my own father's death, it was a time of a few weeks in which we were all aware it was "time" and we made ready and were. Which makes the contrast of an unready death a specter.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com