A young physician's journey of recovery from surviving breast cancer to coping with the traumatic stress of providing front line care during the COVID pandemic
“This is an interesting feeling,” I think to myself. My broken hand is floating suspended in a metal box while being gently massaged by warm air and therapy beads. My injured muscles ache after 30 minutes of range of motion exercises. This box therapy is designed to increase the blood flow to my damaged muscles …
Dear cancer fighter, I think about you often. I wonder if you are out there thinking about me. Life has been hard for you and I and it has been very unfair. While the world turns normally for everyone else, we are fighting for our lives. We are picking up broken pieces. We are struggling …
It is foggy this morning. It is a Sunday so I will be one of the only walkers this early. I pass the Sunday morning gathering outside of the church pantry. Times are hard, many people gather to receive food staples. The skyscrapers of downtown disappear into misty clouds. The bay is calm and glassy. …