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It’s Your Birthday Alma
Thirty-some years ago, my mother gifted me an author’s autobiography with the inscription: “To my author-daughter.” For the last three years, I’ve been plugging away at a book that pairs my medical anecdotes with her prayerful antidotes. And this year—on… Continue reading
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Sister Sniffer
Due to the Christmas Eve Concussion of ’12 , I deal with Dysosmia*. Ironically, due to my profession (or the concussion), I keep thinking it’s dysnomia: the difficulty in recalling words from memory needed for expressive language. That first Christmas, I had… Continue reading
