Looking back

Looking back, I put my youth into my training & ventured far across this earth to pursue my calling. I put my heart and my soul into career setting my patients' well-being above my own never asking for any recognition: it is a good thing, since no accolades ever came... My writings are only to be found in dusty hospital archive lockers or long forgotten storage media None will ever be reading them. From my pen, there are no tomes, no manuscripts, no treatises. My tiny patients are my scribe. Little Eric, Denise, Jorge, Sean, Charlotte, Felipe, Tyrone, Alex, and many, many more are gone onward carrying my word along through long lives. Some say a few may greet me later perhaps having known only my voice during their brief stay here. I salute them; they are my children, all... Apr 15, 2018, 11:23 PM

Stalls

The gender appropriate toilet and stall, the last haven from this distressing world… now invaded !! Not a good sign for society gone overboard with alleged protected classes and entitlements… how come the ADA, a long struggle, finally came to be without scorched earth ?? I attended Camp Jened and knew some of those early people who brought that forward. They were high achievers and did it without riots or street painting... we are so gone astray today what with the confused behaviors seeking equality while far out of bounds, not like a few parking spaces reserved,, grab bars in toilets, wider doorways, and other seemingly trivial accomplishments that absolutely transformed the lives of those with physical and other challenges who desired more than a life in a sheltered workshop; as did I too…