A hot dog at Nathan’s
“Then what is all of this about?”
The Prostate Treatment that Won’t Mutilate Your Dad
Nobody had told me before I wandered unsuspecting into the ER that I would come out with a tube in my junk and a bag strapped to my ankle.
Pigeons: more uses than you thought
ME TODAY Primary category in which blog post is published
A tall dad came in, eight weeks after his vasectomy, to confirm that he is in fact sterile
We rolled into the next room 47 minutes and five patients behind schedule.
The Ideal Patient
At our next appointment, my therapist suggested going out-of-pocket.
Why I hate hospitals
Alive or dead? Breathing or not? Circulation or not?
I was reading about Stalinism and Nazism non-stop, and I was certain it was making me sick.