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Why my children are eating ice pops at 6:30 AM
My daughter has a very good memory. Yesterday, when I was picking up my children from daycare, my son, for reasons still unclear to me, decided he wanted to sit in his sister’s car seat for the trip home. My daughter, a person of rule, order, and routine was offended to the point of tears…
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Routine
Another day passes with a soft whoosh like a lamppost outside a car window. My dad said this would happen, and with increasing speed as I got older and I guess he was right. Rather than a day spent as a unit enjoyed whole I spend my moments repeating moments just like the last: getting…
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The First Block of Derm
When I get home after clinic today the house is uncharacteristically quiet. My husband is at work (unusual for him since he usually works from home), and my daughter is in daycare. And I soak into the silence, hearing sounds I don’t usually do: the hum of the air conditioner in the background, some voices…
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By the end of residency
As I wait for my Uber outside of work I soak in the summer air. It’s fragrant, soft, and cool. Like burying your face in freshly washed sheets. It’s wonderful, and most of the summer hasn’t been like this. In my backpack is an article I’m supposed to read on lesion characteristics I need to…