The Bloodbottler

Last week I promised to tell you a cute story about Edward on a day when I wasn’t so flustered and distraught. Well, here we are and I get to tell you that story, and then tell it again. Actually, I might tell it three times. Because even though this is a cute story about […]

What I Said to the Woman Who Scolded My Son at the Hospital

We had been there in the basement of the hospital for hours. It was supposed to be a routine blood draw, which we have had done dozens of times before, but for some reason the orders were not in the system this time. In fact, despite the fact that we had been in for a […]

Blood and Gatorade

I try very hard not to use this space to complain about bad days.  It is tempting, of course, to whine about all sorts of things when one has a bit of a public forum, but I find it much more enjoyable to tell stories that are funny or silly, and only rant about things […]