As many of you know, at 6 AM on Monday, Agust 10, I go “under the knife” for the Direct Brain Stimulation operation— well, more like the drill, sitting up, awake if not wide awake (6 AM at University Hospital in Albuquerque means leaving here before 4 AM, and I don’t think that will be a sleepy night). With luck, the procedure will be done by afternoon; with a little more, I will get to go home early the next morning, shorn of hair but potentially feeling better than I have in years. Maybe I can even type again!
And, despite having to dictate more of it than not to ever- patient Libby, I now have 130 pages and 36, 381 words of a projected 40, 000 words on Hounds of Heaven, my Kazakh- dog- travel book— actually shooting for 45 so I can cut, rolling along, WAY ahead of schedule. Now I just have to hope they keep my memories intact when they rewire my brain. Think of me on Monday.
Jim Moore in Albuquerque came up with this fine poster:
And some not so random doggage from it…