
BRAIN ANEURYSM
Seven years ago I suffered a brain aneurysm.
It was Valentine’s Day. I went to see MUSIC & LYRICS (remember that one?) with my darling wife. After that we went to dinner at the Huntington Hotel and then went home to bed.
Three days later I woke up, having had brain surgery.
I couldn’t use the right arm. I couldn’t use my right leg. My left eye wouldn’t open. I couldn’t stand. I couldn’t walk.
But I knew one thing. I was alive. I was going to be all right.
It was a long road to recovery. Nothing was ever the same after that. Every day has been a gift. Of course, every day before that was a gift too. But now I know it.
I thank Dr. Igor Fineman for patching up my brain. I thank my friends who stayed by me. Mark Jordan Legan, Tim Dutton, Chris Moynihan. Others too numerous to mention. I want to think David E. Kelley for not firing me. I want to thank Nick Palushaj for all his help. But most of all, I want to thank my wife Dawn for sitting by me every night and not letting me die.
Onward!