Tag: Iowa City
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Orphaned.
Everyone in the room is quiet. I feel like the old man leaning forward looking through my glasses understanding the situation but not fully. As an observer I have seen it, can describe it but I am not experiencing it myself. No one in the room can appreciate that struggle. Three situations have made me…
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The Teacher.
Elated. Content. And thankful. Today was a good day. I walked in to a clinic room and I asked “so what do you do for a living?” and the answer was well I am a teacher. I usually pause. I have an immense rush into my heart as I remember when I was a child…
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Confidential.
It is a very interesting place to be in the room with one of my patients. The medium of trust allows them to share their intimate secrets with me. It is tranquil and exceptionally vast. Where am I tonight you might wonder as you read this? I guess I’m with myself; in a place where…
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Bounce.
“It’s a fine line between optimism and pessimism” he said to me, and I looked at him staring blankly. We talked about how it’s so easy to see things with a half empty glass and how the pressures around us sometimes dictate how we view life as it pertains to our practices and the decisions…
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Closure.
“I didn’t know I could talk to you” he said to me in the clinic today. We hugged and he sat down, “It happened so fast.” We were both fighting back some tears. “She was an amazing woman” I chimed, trying to find the right footing as we talked. It was the end of my…
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