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Twin Cities Breastfeeding Resource List – in honor of World Breastfeeding Week
Support for Breastfeeding Twin Cities Resource List * This list is provided for your reference and does NOT imply endorsement by me or anyone else. If you want the list as a .doc or .pdf, or if you … Continue reading
Touch
My clearest memories of medical school and residency are the concrete chunks of time devoted to learning the physical exam. Dr. Margit Bretzke teaching me her thorough approach to the breast exam. Practicing till I could perform Dr. Mitch Einzig’s … Continue reading
Grampa Sid’s Sharpie Legacy
I can picture the seagulls clearly, dancing along their proscribed circles, all in orbit around the hook hanging from my ceiling. The ubiquitous 1970s mobile. Mine with graceful arcs of silver metal, the birds dangling on their little tethers. Grampa … Continue reading
Rejecting John Green – A Love Letter
Dear John Green: Thank you so much for sending along your manuscript, The Fault in Our Stars, for my consideration. I’m afraid it is not quite right for our list at this time. You demonstrate startling insight into the teenage … Continue reading
Driven to Tears
Moments of solitude killed her. Slowly, over the two years of her confinement. One day speaking her mind, speaking her truth, spewing forth acid. The acid burned and they took her. In the night. (Women are always taken … Continue reading
A Tail of Too Shitties
(Please be advised that this post contains an excessive number of exclamation points. And a couple photos that some folks might consider gross. Please plan accordingly.) The dark brown dots on the side of the fridge aren’t chocolate. Or paint. … Continue reading
The Gettysburg Address
In honor of July 4th, here is Abraham Lincoln’s Gettysburg Address. Stirring, indeed. I mucked around a bit [in brackets]. “Four score and seven years ago our [mothers and] fathers brought forth on this continent a new nation, conceived in … Continue reading
“Renegade” – My Gateway Drug
The plaintive words transport me in time: “Oh Mama, I’m in fear for my life from the long arm of the law.”* Apple Valley, Minnesota. 1970s. Nancy was one of my best friends from birth until she moved. Her family … Continue reading
“We Grow Accustomed to the Dark”
Here is a poem inspired by a line from Emily Dickinson: “We grow accustomed to the dark.” The first line is hers, the rest mine. ———————- We grow accustomed to the dark. Slowly over time, the shadows creep. Winding into … Continue reading
Fein and Dandy
Some time after the birth of my son, I found the first one. Coarse, errant, longer than the other eyebrow hairs. I freaked out. Well, that’s it then – it’s all downhill from here on out. Ace claims that everything … Continue reading