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Hello, friends. It\’s been a while. Last I remember, we were freezing our assets near Lake Champlain, after six weeks of driving across the country in Rocinante, our tiny RV. As I write this, the snow is gone, and so is our lovely lake home. We traded it for a cabin in the mountains barely …
When the 2020 COVID winter\’s short days and cold nights sucked away at our souls until we started ripping into each other, we knew it was time to go. But where? Good question. Anywhere that wasn\’t here and was COVID free. But that doesn\’t exist. We agreed on a socially distant, health responsible …
If you\’re in healthcare, this is probably your worst winter ever. Between the COVIDs, scarce resources, shutdowns, homeschooling, bureaucracy, hoaxers, and checking the in-laws\’ rashes online, you must feel cooked. You\’re frustrated. Your patients die calling COVID a hoax. People refuse to wear masks. So many loved parents die alone. Bureaucrats don\’t prioritize people\’s lives. …
Looking after #1: The healthcare worker\’s guide to surviving winter. Read More »
If you\’re in healthcare, this is probably your worst winter ever. Between the COVIDs, scarce resources, shutdowns, homeschooling, bureaucracy, hoaxers, and checking the in-laws\’ rashes online, you must feel cooked. You\’re frustrated. Your patients die calling COVID a hoax. People refuse to wear masks. So many loved parents die alone. Bureaucrats don\’t prioritize people\’s lives. …
Looking after #1: The healthcare worker\’s guide to surviving winter. Read More »
I hate 2020. It\’s the worst year I can remember. Between the pandemic, the shutdown, the plunging economy, the overloaded medical system, the mask debate, and the looming elections, I can\’t remember a worse one. And it\’s not over yet. From doctors to politicians, all those who know what they\’re talking about, and some who …
After a year away, we\’re back in the North Country, and it\’s bitter-sweet. I miss Thailand and my Chiang Mai friends. I miss the spices, the heat, and swimming before the pool opening time. I miss the orange-clad monks collecting alms as I returned from the market loaded with fruit, vegetables, and the meat-du-jour: anything …
After five days spent chasing Mehmet the Conqueror\’s shadow in a scorching Istanbul, haunted by moody cats and hungry carpet sellers, we left for dusty Edirne. The second Ottoman capital is a sleepy town in the tiny, bland European Turkey, and renting a car was a challenge, since they hadn\’t heard of one-way rentals, but …
A couple months ago, when Steve left Thailand to get our home on the market, we thought Thai borders would soon crack open, to allow him back. We were wrong. These days in Thailand, whoever\’s out stays out. If I wanted to see him again, I had to join him. So …