Firstly, I’m trying on this “mature” label… unsure of the fit… wondering if I can make it sound sassy in context… perhaps during the 6th decade as I tailor it to suit. Secondly and more on topic, I’ve searched for … Continue reading Mature Skincare on a Budget
“Don’t cry. Stop crying,” she commanded, as I trapped my sobs and focused on her words. “Don’t cry. You have one heart, one body, one life. YOU have to fight for it. Stop crying.” The Infectious Disease Doctor seemed exasperated … Continue reading Not Today, Death
Recent silver lining searches have been tough, which for me means that it is more important than ever to ferret out positive bits in order to not be overwhelmed by uncontrollable change. During my latest attempt to shift my attitude toward gratitude it occurred to me that the existence of more clouds equal more silver linings for discovery and focus as this crazy world increases its attempt to spin me off. Digging through unrealistic cultural expectations and layers of personal emotions I finally unearthed these tidbits: The older I get the better I am at trivia, especially ancient history (1960-1990 trivia). My daughter … Continue reading 40-Something Silver Linings
As diverse as Christmas cookies and pills, doctors come in all shapes, sizes, and specialties. Dr. P. is my chocolate chip cookie, my stand-by-your-woman constant family doctor for almost 20 years. He owns his practice (almost unheard of today), has a common-sense approach, doles out prescription drugs only when essential (downside there), and teaches me about my health because he knows I like to be involved. Unassuming and humble, Dr. P. tells me that the most important part of his job is knowing what he does not know. I worked with both fledgling and veteran physicians over the past ten … Continue reading Another day, another doctor
Jolting awake in the middle of the night sopping wet and chilled is an uncomfortably shameful situation that I thought was buried in my childhood. I stopped peeing in the bed when I was six, so what the hell was this all about? The hormonal changes during the fifth decade often cause flashbacks to my childhood, with night sweats at the top of the retro playlist. Initially I was confused, not attributing my drenched t-shirts, pillows, and sheets to hot flashes because I was not hot, but wet and cold when I awoke. The same friend that taught me how … Continue reading Night sweating the bed
