My COVID-19 Journal – Day 71

Today I was reading the reports of what the military is finding in Ontario long term care homes and I am thinking of my mother. Reading about the conditions in long term care homes, I am glad that my mother, who passed away seven years ago, never lived through such terrible circumstances. It is wrong…

My COVID-19 Journal – Day 70

Somebody reading my weekend Journal made the following comment on Twitter that resonated with me: “Many of us lack the time needed to reflect on what stress management strategies would be truly helpful – particularly those of us who are juggling care responsibilities along with everything else.” This resonates with me because I consider myself…

My COVID-19 Journal – Day 67

Here is a second poem from the “archives” sent to me by my former English prof. What was interesting reading it was that, at the time, it was written, with the gender of the doctor being female, the poem shook the reader awake to the possibility of a female surgeon. There were not many female…

My COVID-19 Journal – Day 66

Continuing with yesterday’s email from an  English prof, I have found a few poems related to medicine that I vividly remember writing. I remember writing this when I realized that that I could never be a paediatrician. When I first thought of becoming a doctor, I thought of being a paediatrician because I did like…

My COVID-19 Journal – Day 65

I have published this blog every day, but I never know who’s reading it. I am grateful for every reader, but each person who tells me that they read what I am writing is an amazement to me. I have had neighbours approach me, whom I’ve never met, who tell me that they’re reading my…