My Turn: Personal stories by Health section readers

Diabetes may create a chasm between patient, doctor

October 26, 2009

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Diabetes may create a chasm between patient, doctor

Ask the average healthcare worker about the biggest problem in diabetes care today and he or she will probably tell you that it's getting patients to "control" their blood sugar levels.

Hearing loss is frustrating, but family and friends can help

October 19, 2009

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Hearing loss is frustrating, but family and friends can help

As we have grown older, my husband and I have developed hearing problems: For me, hearing requires more effort, while he cannot hear sometimes in spite of any effort.

A Weighty Reality Check

October 5, 2009

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A Weighty Reality Check

One afternoon in 1978, when I was 24, I lay down in my apartment and decided to "face reality." It's a term I had just read in a Self magazine, and I decided to give it a shot.

What it's like to 'wear oxygen'

June 1, 2009

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What it's like to 'wear oxygen'

A year ago I was diagnosed with COPD, chronic obstructive pulmonary disease, a catch-all label for many different breathing problems. My particular situation is that my lungs are compressed and cannot expand sufficiently to provide needed oxygen.

Yoga: Not as soothing as she'd imagined

May 18, 2009

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Yoga: Not as soothing as she'd imagined

A little, light torture, anyone?

Dependent on, not addicted to, Oxycontin

May 25, 2009

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Dependent on, not addicted to, Oxycontin

Every morning I get out of bed slowly and shuffle off to the bathroom to take my pile of pills, including a pain medication that has been vilified to the extent that I shudder to speak its name (to borrow a little from Harry Potter).

After a scary finding: Love is all around

May 4, 2009

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After a scary finding: Love is all around

It does take a village. . . .

Parent of child with Asperger's syndrome learns the power of compassion

May 4, 2009

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Parent of child with Asperger's syndrome learns the power of compassion

On a trip to the art museum, my son, my husband and I stopped in the cafeteria for lunch.

Soft landing after double mastectomy, thanks to her husband

May 4, 2009

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Soft landing after double mastectomy, thanks to her husband

Our king-size bed used to be such a symbol of fun for me, and not just for the reason you might think.

Broken ankle, heal so I can wear heels

May 4, 2009

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Broken ankle, heal so I can wear heels

Whenever I heard the phrase "broken ankle," I assumed the subsequent events: cast, crutches, cast off, bit of limp, back to normal. I never considered the possibility that the ankle supports the full weight of the body. In short, the anklebone is not only connected, it had better be well-connected.

Living with Parkinson's disease

May 4, 2009

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Living with Parkinson's disease

It is either denial or the ability to live in the moment, but my Parkinson's doesn't bother me too much psychologically.

The joy of not being employed

May 4, 2009

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The joy of not being employed

I like doing nothing.

The first doctor was wrong: It is rheumatoid arthritis

April 13, 2009

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The first doctor was wrong: It is rheumatoid arthritis

This isn't an easy subject for me, but it's one many will relate to. I have rheumatoid arthritis. Thanks to the wonders of medical science and a doctor who worked with me for five years to get my "Molotov cocktail" just right, I am, for the most part, in remission.

As mom faces renal cell cancer, a daughter learns patience

April 6, 2009

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As mom faces renal cell cancer, a daughter learns patience

I'm impatient by nature. But I thought I had learned how to remain still in yoga classes, coaxing calm and patience from an overactive mind. I thought I learned patience when my daughter was born 2 1/2 weeks late. But I didn't really learn anything until my mom was diagnosed with renal cell cancer.

Meditation on my mind

March 30, 2009

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Meditation on my mind

Although meditation has been described as a reflective mode of thought, a more accurate definition might be a mode of "no thought," not unlike that of an employee at the Department of Motor Vehicles. Our daily worries and chattering minds recede into the background and the pure energy of our own being comes through, letting us experience complete delight in living.

The truth about colonoscopy prep

March 9, 2009

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The truth about colonoscopy prep

Colonoscopy: The very word sends shudders down the spine of anyone who has drunk "the drink" -- the concoction that cleanses the colon so the doctor can later examine it. I've enjoyed three different procedures with three different preps, and I've made it my mantra to minimize the misery:

Frank talk about cancer connects loved ones

March 2, 2009

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Frank talk about cancer connects loved ones

When I learned recently that yet another friend had been diagnosed with cancer, I experienced my usual reaction: disbelief and sadness, followed by anger at Life In General. But for the first time, I also saw what these under-35 friends and family members have in common. They, or those they love, talk about their illness with a refreshing frankness.

Which is a stronger health indicator: genetics or lifestyle?

February 16, 2009

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Which is a stronger health indicator: genetics or lifestyle?

A good friend of mine was approaching her 49th birthday with trepidation. Why, I asked her, was she so afraid of 49?

Nurses: the good, the bad and the difference between them

November 10, 2008

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Nurses: the good, the bad and the difference between them

Over the last two years, I have spent a significant amount of time in hospitals in L.A. and Chicago because of medical crises with various members of my extended family. And no matter how well- or little-known these hospitals are, one fact remains the same across the board: You know a good nurse the minute she/he walks into the room.

DVD-driven home workout gets the job done

November 3, 2008

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DVD-driven home workout gets the job done

People say it takes too much discipline to work out at home, but I think it takes more discipline to get myself to a gym.

Diving face first into 'safe cosmetics'

October 13, 2008

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Diving face first into 'safe cosmetics'

Our beauty regimens may be poison -- and I don't mean the expensive perfume of that name. Revelations of toxic ingredients in cosmetics, lotions, nail polishes, shampoos: They lead women to wonder about the safety of stunning.

Anxiety disorder leaves parts of life in limbo for author Samantha Schutz

September 22, 2008

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Anxiety disorder leaves parts of life in limbo for author Samantha Schutz

In the last few years, whenever I tried to talk about my experiences with an anxiety disorder, I ran into the same problem. I couldn't describe myself as having an anxiety disorder because I'd gone months without having a panic attack. And I couldn't say I used to have an anxiety disorder because I still felt its effects.

Get out of my bike lane

September 15, 2008

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Get out of my bike lane

Southern California should be a bicycling paradise. The weather is perfect, the roads wide and the terrain favorable. Given our natural advantages, we should have named one of our cities after the Madonna del Ghisallo, the patron saint of cyclists.

When animal dander attacks

September 15, 2008

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When animal dander attacks

I had zero interest when my fiancée approached me about boarding a friend's cat for six months while the friend was out of the country. I've always been a dog person, and it's easier to get someone to switch religions than their preference in dogs or cats. I relented when the owner couldn't find anyone else.

A diabetic turns to the tattoo as medical I.D.

September 8, 2008

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A diabetic turns to the tattoo as medical I.D.

THE TATTOO machine's loud buzzing would shock the hairs on my upper arm in different directions if they hadn't just been shaved off to create a smooth surface.

Walking the Avon Walk for her mom

September 1, 2008

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Walking the Avon Walk for her mom

IN 1997, the year Princess Diana died, the year Kate Winslet and Leonardo DiCaprio reigned at the box office with "Titanic," I lost my mother to breast cancer.

A young mother draws strength from her struggles with MS

August 18, 2008

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A young mother draws strength from her struggles with MS

AFRIEND recently asked me what it felt like to have multiple sclerosis. We were sitting at the park watching our kids play, and we would have looked like any other suburban moms except for my silver walker covered with Spider-man stickers stationed nearby.

Treatment policy seems to write off seniors

July 21, 2008

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Treatment policy seems to write off seniors

FOR THE last few years, I have been treated for a gastrointestinal problem that is monitored by periodic colonoscopies. I'm sure that those of you who are familiar with this test well know how difficult, uncomfortable and unpleasant it is, especially the preparation.

Smaller gyms help exercise social skills

July 7, 2008

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Smaller gyms help exercise social skills

WHEN IT comes to health clubs, do you prefer the enormous, multilevel variety where you can retain your anonymity even after years of blood, sweat and towels, or do you opt for the small mom-and-pop "Cheers"-type gym where everybody knows your name?

Waiting for a liver transplant, she tries to reclaim the rhythm of her life

June 30, 2008

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Waiting for a liver transplant, she tries to reclaim the rhythm of her life

WHEN you're lying in bed and can't keep food down, muscle metabolizes first.

'Any spotting?' the doctor asks -- and uterine cancer is diagnosed

June 23, 2008

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'Any spotting?' the doctor asks -- and uterine cancer is diagnosed

ROUTINE best describes this year's visit to my gynecologist. I had no medical complaints; I was just working through my to-do list. After a physical exam and a brief conversation about life and the latest research, my doctor of 15 years said everything looked good. My Pap smear would later prove normal.

The sailor in twilight

June 16, 2008

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The sailor in twilight

The phone rang as I wrestled with the wood-framed window to close out the Santa Ana wind dusting the desk in my father's office. David, the hospice worker assigned to his case, wanted to know more about this 90-year-old man whose ability to speak has all but left him. Perhaps he could try to talk to him about his interests.

Long, full lives -- of pills and doctors

May 26, 2008

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Long, full lives -- of pills and doctors

ARE WE really living that much longer than previous generations did? I don't think so. The insurance industry's actuarial tables may say we are, but I've never understood that industry's mathematical models of anything, especially billing. Take the case of my 81-year-old mother and 83-year-old father.

Riding a bike to work is more than a healthy commute: It's a sign of adulthood

May 12, 2008

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Riding a bike to work is more than a healthy commute: It's a sign of adulthood

THE SKY above Hyperion Bridge at 6:45 in the morning can be an aimless gray, a luminescent peach or an adolescent blue. I have cycled across this bridge for five years and in every season, yet it was only recently that I glanced west at just the right moment and spotted Griffith Observatory.

Comforted by 'Life in the Balance,' Thomas Graboys' memoir on Parkinson's and dementia

May 12, 2008

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Comforted by 'Life in the Balance,' Thomas Graboys' memoir on Parkinson's and dementia

I gasped when I saw the subtitle of Thomas Graboys' new memoir, "Life in the Balance: A Physician's Memoir of Life, Love, and Loss with Parkinson's Disease and Dementia." My father, also a physician, carries these same diagnoses.

It's time for U.S. to revisit universal healthcare

May 5, 2008

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It's time for U.S. to revisit universal healthcare

HIKING along the Dove River in England, I fell hard on my left hip. It was clear that I had broken something and that the rest of my vacation would be spent in a hospital 6,000 miles from home.

In weight loss, an unexpected gain

April 7, 2008

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In weight loss, an unexpected gain

MY vacation souvenir was 10 pounds. A sore knee had kept me from working out for three months, and my midlife metabolism just couldn't handle the butter-drenched lobster, shoofly pie, homemade pizzelles and campfire s'mores from three weeks on the road.

Living life by the numbers on her bathroom scale

March 31, 2008

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Living life by the numbers on her bathroom scale

MAYBE it's a pointless ritual, since I often predict to the half-pound the numbers that come up. Nonetheless, every morning I step onto my bathroom scale -- twice, in fact, to confirm a good number or, more futilely, to stamp out a high one.

Medical crisis or trifle? Doing the denial dance

March 24, 2008

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Medical crisis or trifle? Doing the denial dance

My husband phones me in my home office, one floor above his office. His speech is slurred. "You sound funny," I say. "What's wrong?"

'Biddy' comes of a good age

March 17, 2008

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'Biddy' comes of a good age

It was a summer evening of the kind Los Angeles is famous for -- hot and busy. On that night, as I approached the street-front restaurant door, I was struck by lightning, metaphorically speaking.

Generation Adderall

March 10, 2008

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Generation Adderall

Finals week. The words conjure up a stream of crazed thoughts among the best of us. Hours spent staring at the library clock, Facebooking or reading that stupid paragraph over and over until it registers. College students are not supposed to have the will, desire or aptitude to actually sit down in the library and study continuously for hours on end.

For a Paxil-free life, she'll take the long route

March 3, 2008

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For a Paxil-free life, she'll take the long route

Some people can't stand the word "irregardless." A close friend of mine cannot stand hearing the word "panty" used in the singular.

For a Nebraskan, going vegetarian means going against the grain

February 18, 2008

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For a Nebraskan, going vegetarian means going against the grain

FIVE years ago I made the most difficult, painful decision of my life. I converted from a carnivore to a vegetarian.

Coaching point for parent coaches

February 4, 2008

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Coaching point for parent coaches

JUDGING from recent studies of the college recruiting process, there are more than a few sports stage parents out there. I should know. I was one of them. Yet beyond being constantly told to back off by friends who were frenetically pushing their kids in school, I found scant little coaching for parent coaches.

The story of an illness from cover to cover

January 28, 2008

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The story of an illness from cover to cover

I'VE had my little blue book for almost a year now. It's a square book, covered in a light denim material -- like new jeans. The book has a brightly colored ribbon with six small loops running lengthwise across the cover. Inside the loops are six colored pencils. The pencils are small, like the pencils at golf courses. And they're always falling out of the loops if you try to put the book in your backpack or purse.

Cataracts bring vision's value into focus

January 21, 2008

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Cataracts bring vision's value into focus

IT was an affront to my baby boomer self's illusion of eternal youth to experience a growing inability to decipher freeway signs. I was forced to rely upon passengers, including my teenage son's sharp vision (and tongue) for navigating.

A mom, her (sort of) kids and a lighter spa experience

January 7, 2008

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A mom, her (sort of) kids and a lighter spa experience

IT'S become our annual tradition. A fortysomething, fiftysomething, sixtysomething and seventysomething spend the weekend at a health spa in Ojai. My mom treats her sisters and me. To take advantage of the mother-daughter special, her sisters masquerade as her daughters.

Grateful to see addict in his rearview mirror

December 31, 2007

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Grateful to see addict in his rearview mirror

'Tis the season when we invariably find ourselves reflecting upon the closing year and at some point conducting a personal audit. This year-end self-evaluation generally includes recalling earlier resolutions resolutely made and quickly forgotten, a relationship "tally" and/or "assessment" and a scary full-length-mirror body scan.

A healing ritual steeped in comfort

December 24, 2007

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A healing ritual steeped in comfort

The herbs, tightly enclosed in a plastic bag then folded inside a brown paper bag, still manage to permeate the house with their earthy, overwhelming aroma. I store them in the laundry room off the kitchen, and when I open the pantry door, the odor always makes my nose twitch, however much I anticipate it.

Sleep apnea sparks a great awakening

December 17, 2007

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Sleep apnea sparks a great awakening

I recall with fondness the years prior to 1989 when I could take for granted my ability to fall asleep quickly and stay asleep for a full eight hours. After a car accident and subsequent surgeries, however, insomnia and its shiftless cousin, fatigue, settled in for an unwelcome stay -- that is, until recently.

'Too young to have a mother that old'

December 10, 2007

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'Too young to have a mother that old'

With all the medical technology that enables older and older women to have children, maybe it's time to consider the child's point of view.

Like doctors, seniors don't have time to waste

December 3, 2007

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Like doctors, seniors don't have time to waste

Time matters in medical treatment.

Hands off other people's pills

November 26, 2007

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Hands off other people's pills

My pill case was raided twice, on two separate trips across the country -- once by my mother-in-law and once by my wife. Each time, the culprit paid a price but lived to tell about it.

Baking: The only worry-free workout

November 19, 2007

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Baking: The only worry-free workout

My usual walking routine is to trek briskly for at least an hour a day, up and down the neighborhood hills. I find this to be the perfect way to ward off osteoporosis and scare away extra pounds. It's also good for my mental health. As my feet pound the pavement, I think about everything and anything and, sometimes, nothing at all.

That's cancer veteran, conqueror or activist to you

November 12, 2007

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That's cancer veteran, conqueror or activist to you

"Since you are a cancer survivor, it would be wise to run a few tests," said the neurologist I recently visited. I cringed when I heard his words. The thought of a few tests didn't bother me: I like it when a doctor pays attention to my history. However, the word "survivor" did.

When cancer's the houseguest, few rooms are truly safe

November 5, 2007

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When cancer's the houseguest, few rooms are truly safe

The house is quiet today; I am alone. There is so much I should do here, so many things that go undone -- a full wastebasket here, a stack of mail there. Yet instead, I look and see what cancer has wrought.

Shh. She's plugged in - to silence

October 29, 2007

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Shh. She's plugged in - to silence

A couple of months ago, I woke up early for my usual workout. I pulled on running clothes and shoes, fastened my hair back and reached for my iPod. Instantly, my stomach clenched as I looked down at the angry red color indicating the battery was dead. How was I supposed to go for a 5-mile run without Fergie, Gwen and Justin urging me on? Heading out into the hot Southern California summer sans music, I braced myself for a horrible workout.

My life with a big black boot

October 15, 2007

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My life with a big black boot

There I was, a relatively healthy old guy in a stall shower, preparing to celebrate a 34th wedding anniversary with my ever-loving spouse, Elsie. While reaching to turn off the spray, I slipped, lost my balance and fell forward, hitting my noggin on the shower seat, then bounced onto the tile with a thwack to my ankle -- an obvious detriment to a soccer tryout with the Galaxy.

A mother assesses risk to life and limb

October 8, 2007

MY TURN

A mother assesses risk to life and limb

"I can't save the leg," the surgeon states plainly. My 15-year-old son Brooks' head drops as fast as his dream to surf.

This just in: Eat chocolate

October 1, 2007

MY TURN

This just in: Eat chocolate

Lately I've tried to make sense of the dizzying news from the world of nutritional science. Believe me, it hasn't been easy.

10,000-step program can be addictive in a good way

September 17, 2007

MY TURN

10,000-step program can be addictive in a good way

It's time to come clean about my addiction. People have been staring at the slight bulge under my shirt.

Doctor's orders divert a girl from 'frenetic' to fine

September 10, 2007

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Doctor's orders divert a girl from 'frenetic' to fine

Before I had my daughter I thought everything I did mattered. The tone of voice I used, how much I held her, the way she was disciplined, or not.

Happy from the feet up

September 3, 2007

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Happy from the feet up

The slap, slap, slapping resounded through the air, punctuated by screams of pain and slightly hysterical giggling. It sounded like dozens of hands thwacking dozens of bare buttocks.

Finding the right words for someone who's ill

August 27, 2007

MY TURN

Finding the right words for someone who's ill

Many of us have been through illnesses that require operations, risky procedures or recurring downtime that can change our lives, even if we fully recover. Any of this makes us face our death.

No, it's not contagious

August 20, 2007

MY TURN

No, it's not contagious

I feel a fluttering inside me. Well, sometimes it's more like an elbow to the gut. She's my third child, a happy surprise. But the real surprise will come once she is born. We have a rogue gene in our family that gives her a 50% chance of having a rare skin disease called epidermolysis bullosa -- EB for short -- characterized by extremely fragile skin that becomes blistered with even minor friction.

Ahh, Paris -- where the people are lean and leisurely

July 30, 2007

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Ahh, Paris -- where the people are lean and leisurely

We were standing in the perpetually long line at Versailles waiting to purchase our tickets, after which we would stand in another long line to get into the famous palace, when I turned to my 17-year-old grandson and asked if he noticed anything odd about the throng of people around us.

Lessons my daughter taught me

July 16, 2007

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Lessons my daughter taught me

In my 45th year, I learned about life -- through my 12-year-old daughter's pain.

Does everyone need a pill?

July 9, 2007

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Does everyone need a pill?

I thought I was healthy, but I have discovered health problems I didn't know I had. Menopause, for example. In my mother's day this was normal for women my age, but, apparently, medical science can now cure it.

Walking in L.A. is far from pedestrian

June 25, 2007

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Walking in L.A. is far from pedestrian

Many people, while conceding that recreational walking is a convenient, low-tech and effective exercise, complain that it is much too boring to be worthy of their efforts.

Just because my son's shy doesn't mean he's autistic

June 18, 2007

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Just because my son's shy doesn't mean he's autistic

Years ago HIV/AIDS was the "it" health news item. As consumers of media, we have moved on to the next epidemic: autism.

Doctor used the power of friendship to heal

June 11, 2007

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Doctor used the power of friendship to heal

It was March 1997 and I was leaving the USC psychiatric ward.

Proud to join the 'geezerjocks'

June 4, 2007

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Proud to join the 'geezerjocks'

As a newly minted senior citizen, I have sometimes wondered if the perks of advanced age come anywhere close to compensating for the deficits.

A motion for less motion for babies

May 14, 2007

MY TURN

A motion for less motion for babies

The time has come for someone to conduct the definitive research study on baby bouncing. Not the kind where the baby does its own bouncing, but mothers bouncing babies to settle crying "events."

When forgetting is a gift

May 7, 2007

MY TURN

When forgetting is a gift

The caregiver is pictured on the news broadcast during a "feature" segment. He opts to care for his mother who suffers from Alzheimer's rather than put her "in a home." She is in her 70s and is functioning -- on her feet, bustling about the kitchen, albeit forgetting who is coming to dinner that night. He proudly announces to the television audience that "nothing is too good for my mother." I shudder at the implication that I have just placed my father in an Alzheimer's care facility -- after living with him for 12 years in our home -- because I didn't try hard enough to keep him here with me.

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