Boy, time flies when you’re havin’ fun. Had my friend, Bruce Dallas here. I did some music recording for Bruce on various projects starting in 1981, including one with my brother, Christ, playing bass and Pat Mastelotto (King Crimson, Mister Mister) playing drums. But that’s a whole other story. Anyway, Bruce and I became friends. He and his wife, Dina, now live in Nashville on a beautiful farm that I’ve spent some time at. Bruce took a break from fixing the place up to sell. He replaced my toilet with a taller one and installed my ‘Toto”. That’s a bidet toilet seat… “Look ma, no hands”. Miscellaneous other things too but, really, that was the major thing.
He left and was followed by Nancy, my girlfriend when I left Chicago. She was kind enough to come out and help with lots of stuff, including ‘chick organizing stuff’. Amazing how that stuff seems to come more naturally to some than when I try. Anyway, as with my brothers and niece, it’s good to have the help as my hands are becoming more useless weekly.
I have officially been approved for Social Security Disability and Medicare. That makes it easy to start getting in-home care and equipment as it becomes necessary. I’m being fitted for a foot orthotic to keep my left foot from dropping and tripping me up when I try to shuffle on my feet. And, I need to join the Prescription Plan….. all that and more.
I will try to post again in a more timely fashion.
For my family, friends, business associates and all combinations
If you meant to come to the blog for Harry Andronis, you're in the right place. If not, welcome anyway. Since the beginning of my back problems in 2007 I have received calls, e-mails and letters of support. I have been given help from around the world. I am amazingly lucky to have such caring and loving people in my life. I cannot begin to tell you how much strength and drive it has given me. While the back surgery in February 2008 worked like a charm, it turned out to be the least of my problems. Continuing weakness in my legs and hands after the surgery led to the diagnosis of ALS (Lou Gehrig's Disease) in May of this year.
Due to the progressive nature of the illness I am finding it more and more difficult, physically, to type on a keyboard or talk on the phone. Hence, this blog. I will try to update on a semi-regular basis. I do not want to discourage contact. It is just becoming harder to always respond in a timely fashion. As you might imagine, some days are better than others. I'm not sure what I want to say or talk about. At times there may be more detail than you'd like but we'll see. I hope you'll follow along, send the good vibes, have a look at the gallery and the people or things in it, maybe leave a comment and keep those calls and letters coming.
I do want to acknowledge the unwavering support from my giant core of family/friends. You know who you are. I can never thank you for all that came before and now, or tell you enough what you mean to me......... forever.
By the way, read nothing into the color of the page. I like black. One of my favorite Zappa pieces is "The Black Page". Besides, "How much more black can it be? None... none more black." - Nigel Tufnell, 1980
Onward and upward..... h
Due to the progressive nature of the illness I am finding it more and more difficult, physically, to type on a keyboard or talk on the phone. Hence, this blog. I will try to update on a semi-regular basis. I do not want to discourage contact. It is just becoming harder to always respond in a timely fashion. As you might imagine, some days are better than others. I'm not sure what I want to say or talk about. At times there may be more detail than you'd like but we'll see. I hope you'll follow along, send the good vibes, have a look at the gallery and the people or things in it, maybe leave a comment and keep those calls and letters coming.
I do want to acknowledge the unwavering support from my giant core of family/friends. You know who you are. I can never thank you for all that came before and now, or tell you enough what you mean to me......... forever.
By the way, read nothing into the color of the page. I like black. One of my favorite Zappa pieces is "The Black Page". Besides, "How much more black can it be? None... none more black." - Nigel Tufnell, 1980
Onward and upward..... h
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