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My Disney World Expedition
“Mom…” that tone in her voice announced a petition. “What?” I responded bracing myself when I noticed her brother and sister behind her. “We think it’s time we go back to Disney.” “Are you kidding me? I still have PTSD from last time!” They laughed out loud. I didn’t think it was funny. “Mom, they have new rides that you’ll love!” her sister added. “I don’t want to hear about it,” I said as I turned my attention to the tv show I was watching. Needless to say, I gave in to their request. That was my first family trip to Disney World with our young adult children. That trip…
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Rafting Through Life-Are You Ready?
“You won’t believe what happened to him!” my heart skipped a beat when I answered my phone and heard my sister’s voice. “He fell off the raft!” she exclaimed. “The raft hit some rocks and it propelled him and others into the river.” I knew my adventurous nephew went on a white-water rafting trip with a group of friends. “How bad is it?” I asked. “Thankfully he only has a few scratches and bruises,” she explained. “And the guide?” I asked. “I don’t know if they had one,” she responded. I couldn’t wait for him to get out of class to ask him about it. I was curious about the…
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The Nightmare that turned into a Gift
“Call 911 now!” The command echoed in my ears like in a deep tunnel. What’s happening to me? A wave of pressure constricted my head. Everything in the room spun around. Every muscle in my body became limp as I began to sink in a spiraling hole, like the one from the old tv show, The Twilight Zone. Before I knew it a doctor and several nurses surrounded me, took my blood pressure, pinched my arm for an IV, and wrapped a line of oxygen around my head. “It’s not necessary to call an ambulance. It’s not a big deal.” I managed to mumble. As a medical practice administrator, I…
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The Day I Wanted to Disappear
I’d never seen such a thing. A thick white snowy blanket enveloped the city. The temperature was so low that Lake Michigan had frozen over and appeared to rise above the ground. “Please come with me,” he pleaded. “This is a decision we’re both making!” “But the news says people should not leave their homes unless it’s totally necessary and you know how much I hate the cold!” I responded. My husband had just graduated from medical school and training for a specialty was the next step, which also meant we had to move far away from our country and our families. The third of several interviews for medical residency…
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Do You Know How To Float?
“We’re not moving to the beach, right?” My husband joked. “Why are you taking so many floaties? “ We rearranged the trunk for the tenth time. “You know the water is rough this time of year, and it makes me nervous,” I said. “We’ll have to wait for them to learn how to swim perfectly. My mom always tells me how my grandmother almost drowned in the ocean when she was young. The waves were so strong she could hardly breath.” “So, what happened?” he asked. “She floated on her back until a fisherman rescued her.” “I guess we need to teach the children how to float then!’ he said.…
