Thank God for antibiotics. We mostly don’t die from simple infections anymore. The first was penicillin, discovered in the 1940s after British scientist Alexander Fleming observed the effect a specific kind of mold was having on infectious bacteria. Since then, antibiotics have been recognized as one of the greatest advances in therapeutic medicine. Prior to their introduction, doctors could do little for a variety of … Continue reading Thank God for antibiotics.
I wish I could find a magical creature. It seems unfair that I haven’t. The books I devoured as a child made it seem like there would be magic around every corner. I think I’ve come close a couple of times but nothing along the lines of finding a magic lamp that releases Robin Williams when my anxiety over the battered and filthy state of … Continue reading I wish I could find a genie – random Sunday thoughts.
This is not the post that was going to be up today, which from my current perspective, is tomorrow. I have one about antibiotics ready to go but the day started hard and got worse since then, a consequence of talking to my psychiatrist. There was nothing particularly dire about the conversation, it’s just that I often get a mood drop after talking to my … Continue reading Depression, yada yada yada.
A few years back, a close friend slid all the way into menopause and started having hot flashes. Being a forty-something woman, I was aware of their existence but she was my first experience in the flesh, so to speak. My mother never experienced them. Menstruation stopped and that was pretty much it for her. Tabitha’s reality was different. Menopause was a problem, especially the … Continue reading The horror of hot flashes.
From Famine to Feast 