In My Humble Opinion

Cheryl loved to dance.  There wasn't a time in our house when the the kids weren't jumping up and down on the furniture, the radio b...

Years later, I now wonder if I overstepped my boundaries. Nancy was a pleasure to have as a patient.  A physician's assistant in her e...

Picture your shoulders thrusting forward as you slink into the nursing home or hospital at some ungodly hour in the morning.  Day after day,...

Ruth was problematic.  Well into her seventies, her body may have dulled but her tongue was sharper than ever.  And she used it to lash me w...

There is much to deplore in our medical system.  Atrocities abound in the dark recesses of hospital wards, the over packed waiting rooms of ...

The ePatient movement represents everything that is positive in medicine today.  This grass roots force has introduced shared decision makin...

She was sick.  Not sick like a high fever, body aches and a runny nose.  Sick like she had spent the last half a decade in nursing homes as ...