Author Archives: janishaag

Day 3 after Dick’s surgery: • This morning Dick was moved from the ICU back to the third floor (where we spent nine days before his surgery), across the hall from his former room. Now we’re in a two-bed (i.e., … Continue reading →

Two days after CABG, aka bypass: The news just keeps getting better. Dick’s thoracic surgeon, Dr. Nicholas Dang, stopped by yesterday and today to show us photos that he took during the surgery. Dick had asked Dr. Dang to take … Continue reading →

Apparently when someone undergoes heart surgery, the tradition is to bestow a heart pillow on that someone. But Dick was told after his surgery in the cardiac ICU that they’d run out of heart pillows here at Kaiser Moanalua. He … Continue reading →

First, before you read further, watch this short video of the Stellenbosch University Choir of South Africa singing “Baba Yetu.” I promise it’ll make you smile: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=PCa8RxaOPW8&fbclid=IwAR3wb7CmGoq9CEHe9DPJS4u2feRTa2RlWvXrB-IziEOcMjLClUUH4E2Rmag The song, written by Christopher Tin and arranged by André van der Merwe, … Continue reading →

Golf—or at least a golf course—turns out not to be a good walk spoiled, but the best walk so far of the ones I’ve done daily around the area of Kaiser Moanalua hospital in Honolulu. The hospital sits on a … Continue reading →

5 a.m., the sixth day after He’s the third person who’s walked in our room in the last half hour, which they don’t do in the better hotels, and this is one expensive place to stay. The first two took … Continue reading →

This may be the story that Dick Schmidt and I tell for the rest of our lives about one of our many trips to Hawaii. We were about to board the plane in Honolulu Tuesday, Jan. 15, after coming in … Continue reading →

We will think of ourselves as writers, even when we’re not writing. Or haven’t written for a while. Or haven’t had our work published. Or even sent our work out for consideration to be published. Lately. Or maybe ever. Because … Continue reading →

But she looks like she just woke up from a nap, her bright red hair all frizzy, almost electric, and her wings are short, stubby things that don’t look capable of flight or whatever it is angels do with wings. … Continue reading →

Maybe you have to be an English literature geek. It probably also helps if you’re female, and you fell in love with Jane Austen at a tender age.  I hate to say this (as both the English lit geek and … Continue reading →