Who am I?

Marcia PurseI’m a writer, a dreamer, a mother, a gardener, a roleplayer, a web designer. I now live in the home I’d wanted all my life – my back yard slopes down to a lake, and as I sit here and work, all I have to do is tilt my head to look out over the water.

I struggle with bipolar 2 disorder – mostly the depressive side – and with money, with back problems, with clutter, with housework, with self-discipline. I live alone. I like it that way.

I have three cats – Lucy, 14,  Cricket, 8, and Buzz, 2. Lucy is black with a faint white necklace and a larger white spot on her chest – thus Lucy Lockett. She has a deep bass purr. Cricket is pewter and obviously has some Russian Blue in her ancestry, and her purr is so soft it can’t be heard, only felt, unless she is up next to your ear. And Buzz is an orange tabby with the loudest purr I’ve ever heard.

I have two grown children – unofficially adopted, the children of my heart. I met them online when they were young teenagers. Brilliant, creative, hilarious and loving, they are joys in my life, the ridiculous dragon and the brooding angel. They have their own parents, but they call me Mommy.

I am Echo. I am Marcia.

Photo: ©2012 by Wendy Purse

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After the stress echocardiogram, Erika, the PA I see at my doctor’s practice (what, see the doctor? Once in half a dozen blue moons!), sent me a message saying she wanted me to have an angiogram as soon as possible. When I called the cardiology department, they wanted me to wait about three to four weeks just for a consultation.

So I called Erika and left a message telling her this and saying, basically, “Didn’t you want this done sooner than that?” Then HER nurse called me back and we went through the whole thing again, and damned if I couldn’t hear Erika in the background – so why wasn’t she talking to me? Anyway, someone, somehow, leaned on the cardiology department and got me an appointment the following week for a consultation with Dr. Cohen’s PA.

From then on, things sped up considerably. Continue reading

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