I have a new mobility device: a rollator. It’s a walker with big wheels and a seat. After a family vacation in January, where I almost missed a flight because United Airlines could not figure out how to get an electric cart from one gate to another, I decided I was done being at the …
I’ve received a number of personal comments on What a Doctor Should Not Say to a Patient on a Friday Afternoon. One of the biggest insights I had was that the patient is shell-shocked and can’t hear what the doctor is saying. So, here is some free advice. Always carry a notebook and pen. Always. …
I spent the most recent four weeks on what I’m calling the “Northern Hemisphere Conference Tour“: four conferences, back to back. Agile Vancouver, AYE, Øredev, and Agile Testing Days. (It seemed like a good great idea at the time :-) It was. I had a blast, and I could not have done it without support. …
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I’m all for being green. We recycle. We moved to the compact florescent light bulbs early—probably too early. Mark grumbled about expensive those first generation light bulbs were. Now when we throw out the garbage, we have a tiny little bag of garbage, and big bins of plastic, newspapers, tin, and cardboard. Our recycling comingles. …
I was on a panel last night, in standard JR form. The topic was, “Is Agile for you?” (The answer is not always.) I ranted, I raved. I interrupted. I waved my arms. I exploded when someone was wrong. I love panels. They bring out the super-extrovert in me. No mamby-pamby positioning for me on …
I’ve been working out at the gym in the morning for years. If I don’t go in the morning, I don’t go. This morning, I updated my two-day workout plan with Erik Bruce, my trainer for the last three years. I see Erik about once a quarter to update my workout plan. Since my hemorrhage, …
If you, like me, are going through a substantial change, I suspect you also need support, not pity or pep rallies. I get angry when people pity me. Yes, I certainly succumb to pity parties for myself. Let’s not discuss how much chocolate I’ve eaten since my inner ear hemorrhage. It doesn’t matter that it’s …