Dialysis 2: How Can I Screw Up?

Dialysis 2: How Can I Screw Up?

Honestly, qualified medical professionals and the Fresenius Medical Care/NxStage Medical, Inc. have extraordinary faith that someone like me is not going to precipitate a medical crisis. I’m a full partner in this home hemo thing. I received six weeks of...
Other Hidden Histories

Other Hidden Histories

Sometimes a book seems like it was written just for you. A review of Hidden Valley Road: Inside the Mind of an American Family (2020) by Robert Kolker caught my eye. Perhaps it was in The New York Times, maybe The New Yorker magazine. The book seemed like something my...
Lidl Let Us Down

Lidl Let Us Down

Long ago, during an excursion to France, my Dear One and I discovered pâtes de fruit, lovely little fruit jellies in the most marvelous flavors. Not just strawberry and apricot, raspberry and pear, but coing (quince) and our most favorite, black currant. These...
Dialysis 1: Home Sweet Hemo

Dialysis 1: Home Sweet Hemo

It once seemed inconceivable that we—or anyone–would operate a dialysis center in a spare bedroom. If a medical treatment must consume most of your attention and half your week, then bringing it home makes a certain amount of sense. When the Kidneys Give Out For...
Damning Greatness with Faint Attention

Damning Greatness with Faint Attention

The exhibition Wayne Thiebaud 100: Painting, Prints and Drawings, is simply glorious. I saw it at the Brandywine River Museum of Art, the fifth and final venue of a five-museum tour. Wayne Thiebaud is one of my most favorite American artists; he died on Christmas Day...
Reading the Fine Print on Politicians

Reading the Fine Print on Politicians

I had just gotten comfy for my months-overdue fix of “Last Week Tonight with John Oliver” when the doorbell rang. It was Republican Christian Miele, come by to stump for my husband’s vote for state senator in District 34. My Dear One is still a registered Republican...