My doctor usually has doctor assistant trainees. The last two times, they’ve been young guys. The most recent one wasn’t as bad as the one before him. In fact, he was a gem in comparison. Almost polite to a fault. But he did struggle to take my blood pressure, which caused some mayhem. Enough so… Continue reading A Fat Person’s Lament About Another Unfortunate Doctor Visit
Category: Musings
The Thing Everybody Gets Wrong About Cancer
Princess Catherine’s cancer diagnosis has me thinking again about something I’ve touched on before. Namely, that cancer doesn’t discriminate. It’s the worst kind of DEI (Diversity, Equity, and Inclusion). It doesn’t care how rich, attractive, smart, or popular you are. Time and time again, it proves that. Yet, that’s the thing everybody gets wrong about… Continue reading The Thing Everybody Gets Wrong About Cancer
I must politely decline. I’m embracing JOMO this year.
“Forget FOMO. Embrace JOMO…” the headline of The Washington Post article started out in the News app on my iPhone. I knew what FOMO was. (Fear of Missing Out.) If there were a FOMO Anonymous meeting, Wayne would drag me to it. (Faithfully. Every week.) But what the heck was JOMO? Would the rest of… Continue reading I must politely decline. I’m embracing JOMO this year.
Flying makes me humble. What about you?
On a recent flight home from San Francisco, I looked out the window at one point and was once again struck by a feeling I often have when flying: a total sense of humbleness. Soaring above the ground and seeing how small cities look, how small the ribbon of roads that run through them are,… Continue reading Flying makes me humble. What about you?
No balls to scratch? Pfft! Try bleeding every month!
“Well, a woman’s not gonna be a good president. She’s got no balls to scratch.” That was a North Carolina Trump supporter’s reasoning for not picking Nikki Haley when NBC News and MSNBC Correspondent Shaquille Brewster pressed him about what he really thought about Haley. But the misogyny (and ignorance) didn’t stop there. Once the… Continue reading No balls to scratch? Pfft! Try bleeding every month!