As Joan Rivers used to say, Can we talk? In the last post, I covered the not-so-smooth landing that brought me out of the Army. Like a lot of former military folks, I’ve had moments—usually over a drink—where I’ve muttered, “I should’ve just stayed in.” But at the time, fresh …
Continue reading Change Series: Part 2 – From Combat Boots to Compression Socks
Fuck you, Andrew Wakefield. And Jenny McCarthy too, while we're at it. I’ve blogged about this before, but every so often, this particular rage bubble boils back to the surface like a poorly treated infection. And I get it—truly, I do. Finding out your child is autistic is life-altering. It brings …
Before everything today I just want to say rest in peace to Loretta Swit. You were adored as Hot Lips Houlihan in M*A*S*H. You willingly became a champion for women in the military as well as nursing without doing anything more than playing an honest role as a nurse in a mobile Army surgical hospital …
Continue reading The Myth of Medical Perfection (and the Reality That Follows)
The last entry talked about the aftermath—how the music never swells, and hugs don't always come. There's no curtain call when the truth comes out. Just more fallout. I want to take a moment to circle back to why this blog started in the first place. Originally, this space was meant to be …
