I’ve always thought remembering dates of bad days and having them loom over your head was stupid. Every single day after the first bad one
“There is, I am convinced, no picture that conveys in all its dreadfulness, a vision of sorrow, despairing, remediless, supreme. If I could paint such
Death, Life, Miscarriage, Pete
The rudeness of our first OB prompted me to get a second opinion. I couldn’t deal with her and her miracles. I needed someone to
Death, Life, Miscarriage, Pete
It began with the hot flashes. It was September, after all, and the building that I work has an air conditioner that is notorious for