Stay away from sledgehammers. One minute I was minding my own business and the next I had a fever and chills. I'm now going on Day 5 of this routine.
Ok Go's Here We Go Again cured me.
Depressing as being sick can be, being so sick that all you want to do, all you can do is watch TV can lead to complications. Even with cable, searching for a good movie that will transport you to some sunny beach on the Riviera is hard to find. It must have been "Incarcerated Movie Week" on Turner Movie Classics
First impressions are important. I discovered this copy of Ferrets magazine in my doctor's waiting room.
A visit with a new doctor always brings some hesitation. It's like a first date. Will you like him/her? Will he be kind and gentle? Will he be on time? You are primed for qualitative first impressions on this your first date --I mean your first appointment.
As I sat in my new doctor's waiting room I looked around. Value judgements start at the front door. A doctor's outer office is a guide to
She looks a little tentative. I focus on her eyes, looking for clues as to why she is here. I notice she is clutching a small stuffed animal in her hands. We are both waiting.
Hollywood Squares is blaring on the TV. X has just won the square. I must concentrate on waiting, but the volume is too high and distracting. It takes me 30 minutes before I get up enough courage to cross the room and turn the thing down. I'm quite relieved no one objects. My angst is at the rim.
A nurse in her operating
We got home the other night and there was a message on our answering machine:
This is [garbled] from "Dr. X's" office. Your insurance company has approved your prescription for Vioxx. You can call your pharmacy to arrange for pickup. Also, the doctor wanted me to tell you he spent 17 minutes with your insurance company in order to get approval. If you have any questions, please call our office.
Yes, as a matter of fact, I did have some questions. There were a few problematic things about this
Over the course of the last month, the pain in my lily-livered liberal all-American heart has only been exceeded by the pain in my #12 all-American tooth. Each conveyed a kind of dull, background ache as I carried on my daily routine. When focused on other things, like coding Web sites or writing, the discomfort seemed to disappear. But when I sat quietly for a moment, with no outside interference, I felt #12 pulse rhythmically.
As things started to heat up in the Persian Gulf, so too did the searing
December 1 is World AIDS Day. Today I'm taking some time to remember those we've lost to this disease, those who are suffering now, and those who are working hard to eradicate it. During this season of miracles, take a moment to visualize how much work it will take to create one more.
The Access to Essential Medicines Campaign
AIDS: A Century From Now
Bush's Stance on AIDS Education
The NAMES Project