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We were so bored we were going stir crazy. Don’t get me wrong – being bored in a hospital is a good thing. It means nothing medically “interesting” is going on. Nurses and doctors came and went, checking on us, but it was all talk, no prodding, poking, or worse. We were so uninteresting, they … Continue reading
Deane was in a great mood this morning. I don’t think I’ve ever seen him laugh and smile so much in a hospital. He has certainly never been so happy while waiting for surgery. He was goofing around with Dad, demanding hugs, refusing to pose for pictures and pretending he was going back to sleep. … Continue reading
A friend stopped me on the street. The daughter of her friend had been admitted to the hospital with stroke-like symptoms. When the nurse asked the girl to walk across the examination room the six-year-old couldn’t do it without stumbling. Did I have any advice? Despite all the planned – and unplanned – time I’ve … Continue reading
“You don’t know how to do this, so I’ll help you,” the voice said to me over the phone. “I’m helping you because you’ve never done this, dear. Next year, you’ll start earlier.” OK, I admit my pride bristled at the tone and the assumption that I didn’t know what I was doing. Unfortunately, the … Continue reading
I celebrated an anniversary last week. With the end of summer and the start of school, the actual date passed me by. It’s been a year since I started writing this blog. When I began writing, I wasn’t sure where this was going to lead me. I did it because, after years writing about politics, … Continue reading
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