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I don’t want to be at war with my body
I’ve had a stressful few weeks with annual physicals. When I was younger it was a much simpler process. Annual exam at the obgyn, blood work, and that was it. Now that I’m 45 I also have the joy of a mammogram. Which found a lump – likely a cyst, but it will need follow up tests in six months. And last year I developed nodules on my thyroid, which, while benign, need to be monitored closely. So the annual trip to the doctor has turned into 2 months of tests and stress. Which has now been compounded because the nodule grew, and so I needed another biopsy of it,…
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The Quarantine Begins…
This past week everything took a back seat to the pandemic. That’s a weird sentence to write. I remember hearing about the 1918 Spanish Flu, and watching that Downton Abbey season where Matthew’s fiance died tragically. And as someone who is passionately into history, of course I’ve studied all the various plagues like the sweating sickness, which came on and killed in a matter of hours sometimes. But watching all of this happen in real time is so surreal. Last week the newspaper reported that there was a case of coronavirus in our town. Our daughter has always had respiratory issues since she was small, and got croup all the…
