A Letter to Me as a “Mommy-to-Be”
Dear 30 Year Old Me on Mother’s Day, Listen up. Yes, you – acting as the general contractor; living through and participating in your house overhaul, while carefully moving your pregnant belly...
View ArticleType A, and Then Some…
Calm down. Relax. It’ll get done. Take a breath. Why do you get so worked up? These words could be spoken in several alternate languages for all the good they do for me. They make no sense. I...
View ArticleAHCA, High Risk Pools, and My Child’s Future
I am angry. I am hurt. I am worried. I have stayed out of politics through the entire tumultuous 2016. I have serious issues with many politicians. I am not here to talk about them directly. I am...
View ArticleRare Disease Day 2018
I took today off from work. Sadly, it was not to enjoy the almost 60 degree February day. Today was doctor day. And as I traveled two hours for the 17 mile trip into Manhattan this morning, I had...
View ArticleSuperfluous Tissue
6 years ago I was trembling with fear. I sat up most of the night. I paced the floors. I was scared out of my mind. No stranger to surgery, this one was way different. Sometimes I actually forget...
View ArticleTriage- A Way of Life
Triage. The word hangs with me like the memories of countless Emergency Room visits. Triage. Take care of the most serious first. It’s the reason we might wait hours for stitches, and barely a moment...
View ArticleWhen you reach the end of your rope…
There is no other choice really. We must hang on. We must always hang on. So often this is easier said than done. Last weekend I stayed up all night Saturday digging out from under a pile of...
View ArticleForever…
When I married my husband I committed to forever. It was a good call. When we decided to have a child, we understood she would be our baby forever. No regrets. But some time in the fall of 2011 a...
View ArticleThe Carousel
Life is very much like a carousel… you must hold on tightly. It will not stop until it is over… I always heard about the body changing every seven years. I never gave it much thought.A quick Google...
View ArticleDesperate times…
I took the knee scooter to the mall. I brought my husband. Well, technically he brought me. And he lugged the giant contraption down the stairs and into the back seat of our “big enough for most...
View Article
More Pages to Explore .....