Wednesday, January 5, 2011 at 8:16PM | by Otter 
In my father's hospital room, the window is like a television screen that shows a dull wall of other windows. You can stand there looking through them as though you were looking at scores of television screens.
Hospitals, Medicine in Personal Reflection Friday, June 25, 2010 at 9:01AM | by Otter The oncologist’s pleasant face clouded over a bit when he looked at the things that the Other Doctor wanted to know, refused point-blank to order some of the tests she wanted.
We had committed medical adultery.
Alternative Medicine, Cancer, Chemotherapy, Medicine in Cancer Monday, May 3, 2010 at 2:32PM | by Otter ;)
I was watching my brother soon after the diagnosis came down. He crept into the bed next to mom, and they just lay together, coping. Not speaking. Resting in a deep nest of story and history and memory and meaning.
