Month: May 2016

Long-Distance Doctoring

Long-Distance Doctoring

It’s hard to really be there for anyone, when it’s over the phone. We traveled to Hubby’s hometown this weekend for our annual Memorial day weekend family get-together, and also to spend quality time with his mom, who has had serious health issues recently. When 

When There’s Just A Lot Going On

When There’s Just A Lot Going On

I’ve started several posts in the last week, but every time, something more important happened that I wanted to write about, so nothing got finished. There’s been a lot going on in clinic, and at home. Clinic has been both scattershot and intense, a wildly 

If You Can Suture, You Can Sew

If You Can Suture, You Can Sew

I know, I know, I’m outpatient primary care, what do I know about suturing?  I know I miss it.  1998. I was a medical student rotating through cardiothoracic surgery, the CABG garden. (CABG is Coronary Artery Bypass Grafting, when clogged parts of the arteries of 

Bathroom Dancing, and Other Empowering Things

Bathroom Dancing, and Other Empowering Things

Yesterday evening: the kids were in the tub, and I was sitting there feeling achey. Geez, I didn’t move much today, I realized, and I glanced down at my step counter: 4, 605 steps. Less than two miles for the whole day, and a beautiful 

Tactile Anxiolytics, Anyone?

Tactile Anxiolytics, Anyone?

The kittens are almost five weeks old, and  just so damn cute. Research has shown that having pets is associated with a healthy decrease in blood pressure, and I believe it. As crazy as my days are, and as tired as I am by nightfall, 

Fun With a Staple Gun: My Mother’s Day Treat

Fun With a Staple Gun: My Mother’s Day Treat

Lately, our house has looked as if we hosted a high school party the night before. You know those crazy events, when out-of-control irresponsible and impulsive kids trash their friend’s parents furniture, break their prized items, barf on the rug, and think it’s funny… Oh, wait, 

Sharing a post: Sorry, I’m Disabled. Oh, Wait, I’m Not Sorry, Just Disabled.

Sharing a post: Sorry, I’m Disabled. Oh, Wait, I’m Not Sorry, Just Disabled.

Another thoughtful, clever and enjoyable essay from scientist and writer Lara Freidenfelds: Sorry, I’m Disabled. Oh Wait, I’m Not Sorry, Just Disabled.