Sit Down Before Reading, A Memoir by Dave Bexfield If I was going to have a chance to avoid entering a nursing home in my early 40s, all I had to do was walk 100 meters. That’s all. For the metric challenged, that’s about the length of a football field excluding one end zone. Think front doors of a Costco to the roasted chickens in the back—a trek some 60 million people make every year. Easy peasy lemon squeezy. I was so screwed. See, I have medical issues. More precisely: a

Sit Down Before Reading, A Memoir by Dave Bexfield Zebra Found! (Sit down before reading, sorry.) That’s the exact subject line of the email I sent. The one that would ultimately save my life. To be clear, I am not an exotic pet detective, an errant-minded zookeeper with a penchant for leaving gates open, or a dad on the desperate hunt (again!) for Zeebie, his two-year-old’s stuffed zebra that NEVER leaves her side, at least not after that one time when all holy hell broke

Sit Down Before Reading, A Memoir by Dave Bexfield Let’s rip off that Band-Aid before we begin, shall we? The story I’m about to tell you will challenge the medical establishment to reexamine life with a debilitating disease, send reverberating shockwaves throughout the disabled community, rewrite the rulebook of healthcare, and potentially change your entire future. That’s all. Now, I don’t want to insult your intelligence. I mean, you can see that I’ve written this, so if