Monthly Archives: January 2011

Sometimes I wish you were a gerontologist instead of a pediatrician.  I have so many medical questions.  These days I am puzzled by recurring incomprehensible conditions that I did not anticipate as I moved toward normal  old-womanhood.  Normal?  Well, old … Continue reading →

I seem to be obsessed by women who really know how to handle guns.  This is odd because I am myself one of those war-is-not-good-for-children-and-other-living-things ladies.  However, I identify with girls who had difficult childhoods, fraught with poverty, hardship, and … Continue reading →