Books by Lorie Ann Grover

Books by Lorie Ann Grover
Kirkus Starred Review, Firstborn: "A fantasy that reads like a lost history tome and deftly examines issues of gender...An engrossing story with welcome depths."

Friday, May 25, 2012

Poetry Friday: In the Midst of Trial

In the Midst of Trial

In the frozen winds,
one can still look through an ring
of brilliant color.

Lorie Ann Grover, 2012

Tuesday, May 22, 2012

Rheumatoid Factor: From Splints to Shots

So after 2 months of inflamed index finger tendons from rheumatoid arthritis, lupus, and Sjogren's, the occupational therapist made me $400 splints for both hands. I was immobilized while I waited for the University of Washington hand surgeon specialist to weigh in. 

Best laugh came from Martha Brockenbrough that I must play a mean game of ping pong. :~)

The specialist determined cortisone shots were in order because I was non-functional. They were a doozy, right into the tendons. Special thanks to Justina Chen for taking notes for me and promising me a bubble tea when we were done. 

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Now we wait to see if the flare cycle is broken. The tendons remain swollen, but I'm up to about 65% of my normal activity. Which is a great blessing. The splints are still handy dandy for resting. For now, I am able to write! Onward!

Friday, May 18, 2012

Poetry Friday: Yellow Raft

Yellow Raft

In braces and braids, 
our laughter bobs, then and now,
with you at my back.

by Lorie Ann Grover, 2012

Friday, May 11, 2012

Poetry Friday: Mt. Rainier

Skidding to a stop,
speed and flight are arrested
before majesty.

Lorie Ann Grover, 2012

Saturday, May 5, 2012

Say It Again: Kathe Kollwitz on Death

I was looking for my favorite artist's work to pin on my Pinterest board, and I came across one of the images that I love along with this quote. No more need be said. 

K├Ąthe Kollwitz

"I do not want to die...until I have faithfully made the most of my talent and cultivated the seed that was placed in me until the last small twig has grown." Kathe Kollwitz

Friday, May 4, 2012

Poetry Friday: A Perfect Pause

A Perfect Pause

Under each arm, joy
perches on our wired hearts.
Wonderment flutters.

Lorie Ann Grover, 2012

Tuesday, May 1, 2012

Rheumatoid Factor: I heart occupational therapists!


Thanks to my occupational therapist, I can peck at my keyboard! I shall not tell you what I call this pecking device. Figure it out. :~)

So in a limited way, I can once again post, play on Pinterest, and check out facebook. Sweet! Off to see what everyone's up to...