Ode to My Feet

I’ve spent pretty much my whole life hating my body. I’ve been overweight forever. Actually, that’s a lie. When I was young, I was a perfectly healthy weight; I just didn’t believe it. I didn’t look like one of Charlie’s Angels (my favorite was Jaclyn Smith) or Wonder Woman or any of the rail-thin, badass…

The Day I Didn’t Get a Blood Transfusion, Part Two

… in which I’m maybe not the best patient ever Previously on The Day I Didn’t Get a Blood Transfusion, our hero starts losing blood and is instructed to discontinue Coumadin, one of her blood thinners. The ever-stoic Dr. Flatline admits he can’t decide whether she should go to the hospital promptly for a transfusion…

The Day I Didn’t Get a Blood Transfusion, Part One

… in which we meet the cast of characters and discover there’s a problem Cast of Characters Patricia: Erstwhile attorney, heart patient. Has braved around-the-world travel and survived a Widowmaker, yet still is uncomfortable with discussing “girl things.” And with spiders. The Buddhist: Patricia’s longsuffering husband, caretaker and all around good guy. Official transporter of…