It happened again today. A youngish man, age 59 (youth being relative these days) comes in for a consultation. His history began eighteen months ago when he started to notice hoarseness. Thinking he had laryngitis, he saw his primary care doctor. He was indeed diagnosed with laryngitis despite the fact that he had not been… Continue reading I Coulda Been a Contender
Month: November 2012
Road Tripping
ROAD TRIPPING Road trippin’ with my two favorite allies Fully loaded we got snacks and supplies It’s time to leave this town It’s time to steal away Let’s go get lost Anywhere in the U.S.A. Let’s go get lost Let’s go get lost Blue you sit so pretty West of the one Sparkles light with… Continue reading Road Tripping
Sara Beth Closes Her Eyes
Just when I think that I have escaped my work world for the day, here I am lying on my couch weeping while watching Dancing With The Stars. Apolo Anton Ono, Olympic speed skater and his partner Karina Smirnoff have just danced to the Rascal Flatts song “Sara Beth”. For those of you who don’t… Continue reading Sara Beth Closes Her Eyes
Cold Roast Beef
Just when you thought I had finished talking about Thanksgiving, here it is again. A few weeks ago, between patients, I was catching up with other physicians’ blogs. Yes, readers, I have discovered that I am not the only one, nor am I the most articulate or humorous or erudite MD to put fingers to… Continue reading Cold Roast Beef
Monday Monday
I wonder if I will still hate Sunday nights when I retire. I’m quite sure that I am not the only one who feels this way. Sundays used to be a day of rest—perhaps for some it still is. But for me, it’s panic day. So very much to do, so little time to do… Continue reading Monday Monday
My Little Dog Jack
The table was cleared last night and all the leftovers were put away– today they are nearly gone. Three loads of dishes were done, and the last of the fancy glasses were put back on the shelf, upside down so they won’t collect dust until the next time they are used, next November. The white… Continue reading My Little Dog Jack
Thanksgiving
Thirty two years ago, I had something to prove. I was recently married, and so, in fact, I had a lot to prove. First of all, that I could actually cook a turkey. I had never cooked a turkey, but I was good at following directions. I got advice from my “Nana”, Grandma Jenny Silver. … Continue reading Thanksgiving
Just Call Me The Grinch
I don’t get it. Today as I was getting off the freeway, I passed a local farm stand that had just put up a big sign: “Get Your Christmas Trees Here!” And there they were, lined up like little soldiers, the beautiful Scotch pines, and Douglas firs, and balsams. How will they even last the… Continue reading Just Call Me The Grinch
He Was Just Lucky
Maybe it was the half-starved little bay mare I saw on the San Diego Humane Society’s website today, or maybe it was the sight of my husband cleaning his saddle, the one he hasn’t used since old Veronica died back in 2005—I don’t know—but something’s got me thinking about horses again. And remembering the first… Continue reading He Was Just Lucky
I am the Grocery Store Doctor
I hate supermarkets—those bright fluorescently lit mega-stores where you seem to walk for miles, filling your cart as you go while constantly rearranging the contents to avoid flattening of the perishable fruits and bread. There was a time ten years ago when the presence of three rapidly growing teenagers mandated the use of two carts… Continue reading I am the Grocery Store Doctor