When I came home from the hospital last Tuesday — after spending four days surrounded by the noise of people and beeping machines — all I wanted was to be left alone.
A couple of friends brought me home — she drove me and he drove the car I’d taken to the emergency room — and they were generous in their sincere efforts to do anything I needed done. They offered to go get food for me and take care of anything else I needed.
I appreciated all they wanted to do, but all I wanted was for them to leave. I wanted peace and quiet. I wanted to be alone.

Trusting Obama to create jobs is like trusting an arsonist to put out fires
Experimentation produces beauty that won’t come from slavishly following One True Way
Left’s refusal to criticize Obama because he’s black is simply racist
We build our own prison walls, and breaking free starts in heart
What do you really want in life? Believe actions, not empty goals
I’m looking at myself in mirror and asking difficult questions
I’m a liar — and you are, too; most of all, we lie to ourselves
If you start sharing your abuse, some will tell you to ‘get over it’