I wake up feeling oogy but feel surprisingly better when I actually get up to fix my son breakfast. I smirk as I recall Sarah’s admonishment to take it easy. “Let people wait on you. No cooking, dishes or vacuuming.” After pancakes (microwaveable, thank you God), I fixed sauteed cabbage because it needs to be…
First, we had Gov. Mitt Romney promising to rid us of our childhood friend Big Bird in an effort to reduce spending and balance the budget. God forbid we have the freedom of thought and discourse provided by PBS. Most recently we had the dramatic details of Elmo’s creator (Kevin Clash) exposed to the world.…
So this morning, I had a job interview for which I had to juggle my first injection. Then, I raced across town and up the highway to the NIH campus. As I was taking the exit, my son’s school called to inform me of his tummy ache. “I can’t reschedule this,” is what I’m thinking;…
I’ve been taken aback by the silent answer. In August, I opened a letter that both excited and humbled me: I was a possible bone marrow match for a 12 year-old girl. If I was still interested in being a donor, I should contact the National Marrow Donor Program immediately. I registered as a bone…