[By Marcia Milner-Brage in Cedar Falls, Iowa, USA] When my husband John couldn’t make out the largest E at the top of the eye chart, the eye doctor announced it was time for him to have cataract surgery. The right eye was scheduled first. We arrived before dawn on Monday at Sartori Hospital for the […]
[By Sharon Frost in Brooklyn] December 10, 2016. Back in Brooklyn. And again we can watch football at home. But it’s broadcast here at 7 in the morning. Well, nothing is perfect. At least Thelonius is still atop the piano. December 13, 2016. Brooklyn. Hamilton’s Bar/Restaurant. Stephen reading the New York Times. December 15, 2016. […]
Un poco de vida cotidiana en la ciudad: esperando, leyendo y almorzando en Brooklyn y Manhattan - preparándose para el verano en Asturias. Dibujos de Sharon Frost.
Getting ready for our summer in northern Spain, takes lots of steps — medical screenings is one of the categories in trip preparation. New restaurant (for us) in Windsor Terrace, Brooklyn. Lunch in the middle of errands — welcome garden environemnt. Reading a little Eduardo Galeano. His words always ring true in my mind. Galeano’s […]
By Sharon Frost. I’ve got rhythm, maybe a little bit syncopated. Day in the hospital for heart monitor implant. My husband reads through the wait. Waiting is a skill. Making the best of it in yet another waiting room. I’d rather be on the subway. Fingerless gloves on the F train. It was cold, but […]
Doctor’s waiting room, thinking about the double standard. Blood test. lower manhattan. In Brooklyn. I’m in a state of mind. Lost in the croud on the F train. Blog: Day Books
Salas de espera, hospital Metodista de Nueva York, Brooklyn y Weill Cornell, Manhattan. El tiempo pasa lentamente.
Sala de espera: Weill Cornell, Manhattan. Por qué siempre hay un televisor y por qué siempre está encendido. Esperando al elecrofisiólogo en Brooklyn : mi electricista. Mi marido Stephen siempre está bien con una espera, siempre y cuando tenga su Kindle. Sala de espera en electrofisiología de nuevo. Espero que sea sí. Manhattan en [...]
Amazing how contracted a big city like New York City can seem when you’re ailing. Your horizons do shrink. My view out my studio windows (toward the subway stop) becomes more and more familiar. I start to know who goes to work, when. Looking over Ocean Parkway (one of the spines of Brooklyn, which goes […]