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[ad_1] The title of this Substack is inspired by one of my favorite movies, a quirky animated film called Waking Life, written and directed by Richard Linklater and starring Wiley Wiggins (https://www.imdb.com/title/tt0243017/). Waking Life follows the dream(s) of one...

[ad_1] For nearly six months, Pierre and I have been seeing patients for adjunctive cancer care. In one week, as of 8/12/24, our adjunctive cancer care will be augmented Dr Sid Lawler, an internist with more than twenty years of clinical practice. The Leading Edge...

[ad_1] Yours truly on dish duty, using “all-natural detergent, before we jettisoned our aluminum pots and pans.PASTIn the Fall of 1992, I was twenty-two years old, had just left my service with the Brethren Volunteer Service, and was living in a boarding house. I was...

[ad_1] Waiting with other couples outside City Hall to get marriedLove and MarriageThree things have me thinking about love and marriage this week: a few tough conversations with my wife Kerrie, the recent second marriage of a close colleague, and the death of a...

[ad_1]   Original artwork by my friend Deb, in honor of Pierre, myself, and our work at the Leading Edge Clinic PROLOGUE After working in the Emergency Department (ED) for more than fourteen years, I cannot count the number of abdominal pains, chest pains, broken...

[ad_1] PAST I had pecked girls on the cheek when I was still in elementary school, but the first time I really kissed a girl, I was in eighth grade. I was attending RHAM Junior High School in rural Amston, CT where we lived on an oil and stone road, between woods and...

[ad_1] PASTThose of you who have read my Substack since the beginning, may recall the story about me poking a stick in the yellow jackets nest. There were other more benign, but related events of me probing and testing the world and its inhabitants. In fact, there are...

[ad_1] HISTORYAre there boys who don’t like jokes about poop? I haven’t met them, and I wasn’t one of them. When I was a kid, we had Dr Seuss books, but Everybody Poops by Justine Avery had yet to be written. Honestly, I feel silly using the word poop, but I’m trying...

[ad_1] HistoryI had at least four fathers. My biological father, my stepfather, my paternal grandfather, and the father of my best friend in high school. Only the last of these is still alive. One thing which each of them had in common was a facility with explanations...