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Alexander the Greek
When I was about 11, I dislocated and broke my ankle and couldn’t go to school. With a full leg cast, a wheel chair and crutches it was deemed I couldn’t negotiate the halls or classrooms of Wantagh Elementary.
Sequestered, as I became, […]
Reading Labels
I’m on the sofa, down for the count. Why? Because I didn’t read a label carefully. Simple as that. In this case the offending item that gave me horrendous cramps and kept me in the bathroom for a very long time, at work, wasn’t even one of my normal food intolerances. It was chlorella, a […]