First day back!

First day back–old office packed up, key acquired, meetings attended–big thanks to Helene, Ada, Aparajita, William, Stacy, and Gregory for helping me get things sorted out today! Love my new office!

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Dr. Cherie Ann Turpin

Happy New Year!

It has been spectacular ride this year and this decade. I am grateful for the blessing of being alive in 2020, the beginning of the #New20s!

#HappyNewYear2020!

#CherieAnnTurpin2020 #CherieAnnTurpin

X-mas Eve Post Sleep Study Finding

I hated the wires.

I could not find a comfortable sleeping position.

I hated the pillows.

I hated the glue and tape on my head.

I awoke aroused at the edge of morning.

I am at the edge of menopause.

I am still fertile.

I must be ovulating.

I woke up feeling that familiar flush beneath my Moroccan gown.

I am a woman in my fifties recovering from a grand mal seizure.

I am absolutely insatiable, sexually. 

I also desire something more.

I desire to feel, share, give, exchange, and receive love.

I am absolutely giddy this morning.

I guess a roadblock is finally down.

— cat, Dec 24, 2019, 6:20 AM EST

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Laughing while sleeping nude

I don’t remember what I dreamed, but my mother said I was laughing while I slept, which means I was deep in REM sleep, a very good sign. I sleep skyclad, aka nude. I informed my neurologist that I would be nude when doing the sleep study.

When she told me there would be technologists observing me, I shrugged and told her I don’t care, which is very true. I prefer being naked while sleeping, and I’d probably fit in nicely at a nudist colony.

A poem is coming.

…thinking of an anthology on desire and being different abled…

Join us in this conversation and contribute to what will be an anthology series, podcasts, seminar series! A CFP is coming!

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Dr. Cherie Ann Turpin

Takes a certain edge and drive to turn a health event like a grand mal seizure into a conversation about age, ability, and erotic desire.  Turn on your vibrator and start writing.

Happy Samhain aka Happy Mercury Retrograde aka Happy Halloween!

Happy Samhain aka Happy Mercury Retrograde aka Happy Halloween!

Talk about Mercury Retrograde–I cannot drive until I get cleared from my neurologist.

Why?

I had a grand mal seizure Tuesday afternoon after a pretty pleasant English faculty meeting.  I suffer from high blood pressure and intracranial hypertension aka pseudo tumor.  One minute I was standing up to go get my jacket that was still in the office, and 20 minutes later I was quivering in a small pool of urine waking up to my colleagues trying to keep me calm as the EMTs attempted to put me on a stretcher with straps to get me to hospital.  I was not very cooperative, I’m afraid, but I ended up in ER with my colleagues Aparajita (from my last podcast, remember?) and Helene riding with me in the ambulance.  Many thanks go out to April (another one of my podcasts this year) who was able to calm me down enough to keep me from running away from the EMTs–I really do have a problem with people in uniform telling me what to do.

Several hours later I was home after being prodded and poked and examined.  I’ve already seen my GP and I will see my neurologist the same day I see my  shrink.

Unrelated visits but both downtown.

I hate not being able to drive without a doctor’s approval.

I can still write, though.

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