Sturdy shoes and nice socks

Yes, yes. Oh, the things we take for granted. I am certain the guys at Valley Forge would have really preferred to be have their feet as comfy as mine are right now – and I wasn’t even outside in the real snow cold. I just walked by a door that had been opened for wood for the fire in the warm house.

Jeez, I feel like a wimp. I am a wimp. I need to remember this the next time I mention soldiers suffering and the go on to  another subject in a couple of minutes.

Dupont hospital blog bogged down

Hey, here’s a forum on which you can share some of the “heart-warming” stories of the hospital; hey, here’s a forum on which you can discuss lifestyles and stories from the gleanings of conversations with employees; hey, here’s a forum on which you can address some new ideas that are cropping up in medicine – such as the fact that according to US News &World Report, the 18 top US hospitals are investigating complementary and alternative medicines; hey, here’s a forum on which you can chat about a whole lot of topics that could help people feel a community bond to the hospital, a sense of knowing that these people care, that they are human themselves and not just M.D.’s who did okay on the MCAT and passed nursing boards.

Operating on hearts is important, but so is reaching out to the heart of the community, to those people who may spend some of their most intimate moments with you. So make yourself comfortable, think of the people out there – of how a person’s whole world can be flooded with the joy of a healthy new child, the sadness of losing a loved one or the anxiety of the unknown – and share with them. Share with us.

Snowflakes in the headlights

I like to be alone in the car these days. Tonight it was snowing, the ground lightly covered. It looked like a nice place to be. And I wanted to slip into that good place and be good myself . . . and clean and soft. Almost to the point of tears- the tears that things are good and I am vibrant and capable and, for the short drive, better than I really am. I don’t think that makes sense. Perhaps it is that I am distanced from the person who interacts with the people of my life.