Here we go again, happy people: tomorrow I shall board a big metal sky-bird and soar away to Colorado, land without air, to serve as faculty for this year's Pike's Peak Writer's Conference.
If you're attending, I very much hope to see you there. If you're not attending, I will be very surprised if I see you there. If you see me there, and I seem a little woozy, it's just the altitude sickness; please don't tell me to drink more water, as I may throw up on you.
We managed to get an oxygen bottle for my aunt when we were in Santa Fe for my cousin's wedding. It didn't help much, since much of the trouble is with vertigo from the pressure change.
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April 23 2015, 20:16:51 UTC 2 years ago
April 24 2015, 18:53:47 UTC 2 years ago
(But now I know! Thank you.)