This post is a little different than my usual, but since it is Breast Cancer Awareness Month, I thought addressing typical patient questions would be more appropriate. Back to my regularly scheduled stories coming soon. Hey ladies! And you gents too! Everyone is affected by breast cancer, either personally or by a family member or friend.… Continue reading Go Pink
After working for months with the editors, I am proud to say I am the featured writer this week in Pulse, voices from the heart of medicine. Here is the essay : Too Close for Comfort In addition, I also have a piece published in this month’s More Voices section, the topic being “tough choices.” See… Continue reading Too Close for Comfort
This is came to mind as a sequel to my last post, Birth Plan. For days on end, she looked out of the bedroom window, rocking her baby back and forth on her glider. The maple tree waved at her daily as the breeze came through its branches. Gradually, the leaves made their annual… Continue reading After Birth
While cramming in the miles before my 9th Detroit Free Press marathon next month, it’s not surprising thoughts of how my personal and work life overlap came to mind. Giving birth and running a marathon. They are two seemingly different entities, but really have many similarities. The inevitable pain, the highs, the lows, the… Continue reading Birth Plan
I have been working on this essay for some time now. It has been difficult for me to convey in words this complex issue of physician patient relationships which, to me, is the crux of the art of medicine. I’m not even sure the title is accurate, maybe “fear” or “mistrust” is better. Let me… Continue reading Trust
Hi readers! I have needed to take some time off posting blogs. This summer has been filled with travel, family, beginnings and endings – many adventures to write about :). I’m back at it and just had a short piece published in Pulse – More Voices. Here is the link : https://pulsevoices.org/index.php/pulse-more-voices/afraid/1144-overcoming-fear. More to come soon.
This is something I wrote about a year ago, trying to process a busy weekend call. It gives you another slice of my life. An on-call weekend… 48 hours of being at any moment “on,” of being edgy, of being exhausted. This weekend included a full house of patients to see in the hospital,… Continue reading A Weekend On Call