I remember my teenage son coming into my home office one afternoon. I was working on a piece of software and what caught my eye is he sat down in the only other chair in the room. This rarely ever happened, teenagers being teenagers, so I stopped what I was doing and turned my wheelchair to face him.
“I’m thinking about joining the army,” he said. Continue reading
I remember years ago, while working in Pediatric Intensive Care (PICU), I was told I had a patient to see in bed 5. Part of assessing his needs involved checking his history in his chart. While reading through, I discovered that the boy was chronologically fifteen years old, but emotionally and intellectually he was at the 12 month old level. Continue reading
As I lay here this morning waiting for the Phenergan to ease my nausea from the chemo meds, I remembered a piece I wrote that made me smile. Being in love in the springtime is such a beautiful thing. Enjoy: Continue reading
We’re all looking for happiness. It would seem that sucker is an elusive beast much like the Loc Ness Monster. We are either looking for it, working toward it or hoping to find it like a lost piece of jewelry. But we’re certain it exists. Continue reading